Borek and Mountains!

This afternoon Sinan, Kubra, their cousin Ahmet, and I went up a mountain. I got excited when I saw them when we were at the mall earlier, and so Ahmet drove us up a really curvy (I was a little scared) and narrow road to the top of this mountain. Below are pictures from up there. We arrived in late afternoon, when I think the light is best.



Looking onto the Mediterranean.







Snow-topped mountains! That is Ahmet.





This morning we went "to the village" a few miles (I suppose I should say kilometers now...) away. Underneath of where Sinan's uncle, aunt, cousins, and grandparents live, several women were making the bread (?) for borek. It is really thin, so much thinner than pie crust. Sort of like filo dough I guess, but it is different. There are these round mounds of dough, which are rolled out with a long thin rod. I tried it at my cooking class last year and it took me forever to do a semi decent job. These women were so efficient, of course, they have had much more practice than I have. Not only was that amazing, but how they could sit on the ground in those positions is beyond me. I am young and I have to wiggle ever 30 seconds.







Sinan's mom is cooking the borek (I am confused of what to call the "bread" and then what to call the thing we eat that is filled...) that is filled with cheese and parsley.



I was sitting behind this girl who was about my age and was just dumbfounded of how her arms did not get tired. I got someone to ask her for me if they were, and she said no. Quite amazing.



Here is us devouring the borek in just a few minutes. It was good!

I have waited about 30 minutes for this video to load! I am so relieved that it did so you can get an idea of the process. I turned my camera without thinking, so you will need to turn your head...sorry!