I'm happily using my new kitchen now and it's a pleasure to be in, so much so that I've decided to become a housewife. We have accidentally designed something rather retro. I couldn't quite put my finger on what it reminds me of but PerkingthePansies, Jack http://perkingthepansies.com/ pinned it straight away. "It's very Doris Day" he said and he's right. I'm now looking online for a frilly pinafore or I might even get out the sewing machine and some jaunty gingham and get stitching myself.
My first cooking job abroad was very different. I was cooking for an archaeological dig in Assiros, Northern Greece. We lived in various village houses but all dined in an unfinished new-build. The kitchen consisted of a trestle table and a two-burner stove. It proved to be the job that set me up for my life cooking in Turkey. With only aubergines, peppers, onions and tomatoes in abundant supply, I steadily worked my way through Claudia Roden's Book of Middle Eastern Food. Every day I would prepare supper in vast earthenware dishes and take them down to the village baker to be put in the ovens after the bread had been baked. A practice that was still going on in Bodrum in the 80's. We ate our body weight in grapes and water melon and discovered real yogurt for the first time. The delicious thick stuff with a yellow crust on top that comes in large metal trays rather than little plastic pots. I haven't seen yogurt sold like this for years. Does anyone know if it's still exists?
Much missed Laurence in front of our house in Assiros