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Eating Gluten-Free in Istanbul

Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Turkey is by no means notoriously gluten-free friendly. Upon traveling to Istanbul, I was unsure of which Turkish delicacies I'd be able to indulge on. In the land of kebabs and baklava, I was afraid of arriving with an empty stomach and failing to find anything safe for Celiacs. Thankfully, with a little bit of research and a lot of help from the friendly Turkish people, I was able to taste my way through Istanbul one gluten-free bite at a time.


First and foremost, if you are traveling to Istanbul and have Celiac Disease or a gluten intolerance, I highly recommend printing out a Turkish gluten-free restaurant card like this one to give to your waiters at restaurants. I didn't find any eateries in Istanbul that had special gluten-free menus, and not every waiter knows what gluten is. Using this card helped me enjoy traditional Turkish treats without ever getting sick.

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BREAKFAST


Though finding a gluten-free breakfast in Istanbul is a difficult feat, thankfully it's not impossible. Our breakfast buffet at Big Apple Hostel included a myriad of naturally gluten-free goodies such as yogurt with honey, sweet jams, grilled bell peppers, feta, cucumber, fruit, olives, meats and cheeses. I recommend booking a hotel or hostel where a similar spread is offered, because the chances of finding a gluten-free breakfast at a nearby bakery or café are rather slim. 

LUNCH

A Döner Kebab without bread

When in Turkey, do as the Turkish do... meaning, eat kebabs! I had no problem ordering this famous dish without the flatbread. Döner meat - lamb, beef, pork or chicken roasted vertically on a spit and shaved into thin slices - is generally gluten-free, but always ask your waiter about it just in case. Combined with some hummus, Tzatziki sauce, eggplant and French fries, this dish is an economical way to send your taste buds to Turkish heaven.

The quest for kumpir

One of the Turkish friends we met suggested that we venture down to the waterfront near BeşıktaÅŸ for the street food, namely the stuffed baked potatoes called kumpirKumpir is a street food staple in Istanbul, notorious for its mind-boggling array of toppings and endless combinations of flavors. We loaded our potatoes with corn, sour cream, butter, cheese, pickled beets, olives, tomatoes and other colorful garnishes. 

We got ridiculously lost trekking to this area from Taksim Square, and we were caught off guard by how far away it was. But without a doubt, these baked potatoes were worth it! To find these savory spuds, wander down to BeşıktaÅŸ - one of the stops for most popular Bosphorus river cruises (just east of Dolmabahçe Palace). You can find them in the covered area of food stalls across from the BeşıktaÅŸ docks and the BeerPort. Apparently, you can find more kumpir stands near the Ortaköy Mosque as well.

SNACKS

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire...

If you get the munchies near Taksim Square, be sure to snack on some roasted chestnuts from the street vendors! Wash it down with some tart pomegranate juice for a truly refreshing treat. Or, pick up some dried fruit and nuts from Istanbul's Spice Bazaar to take with you as you explore the city. The delectable pistachios, hazelnuts, dates and figs make for the perfect gluten-free snack on the go!

Freshly squeezed pomegranate juice
Dried fruit and nuts from the Spice Bazaar

DINNER

Lamb tomato stew from Palatium

Though finding a gluten-free dinner in Istanbul requires a bit of patience, it's worth any extra effort.

Meze, or appetizers, can easily be made gluten-free. I recommend starting with a plate of dolma, or stuffed grape leaves with rice and herbs. When ordering your main course, be weary of soups, stews and meatballs. When in doubt, show your waiter your restaurant card! Also be sure to stay away from rice pilaf, because it almost always has orzo in it.

I had great luck eating at Palatium, located above the ruins of the Great Palace of Constantinople. I loved their lamb tomato stew so much, I went there twice! All I had to do was order it without the bread. Overall, the waiters at Palatium were incredibly patient and accommodating.

(But a word for the wise: as picturesque as they may be, do not  sit in the beanbag chairs... unless you want to leave the restaurant with a few flea bites. Yuck!)

One of the best meals I had in Istanbul was at Imbat, on the top floor of the Orient Express Hotel. As one of Istanbul's top rated restaurants on Tripadvisor, Imbat did not disappoint! The staff was very knowledgable about which dishes contained gluten, and they even offered me gluten-free bread (that tasted surprisingly normal). I ordered the baked leg of lamb slices marinated with milk, onion and paprika and served with Aegean rice, and now I just want to go back in time and relish this meal again.

Dessert:

Sky rockets in flight, Turkish Delight

For dessert, you can't go wrong with some classic lokum, or Turkish Delight. Because Turkish Delight is made from corn starch, it is naturally gluten-free. The best Turkish Delight I found was from the Spice Bazaar and Hafiz Mustafa near the Blue Mosque. At Hafiz Mustafa, we savored rose, pomegranate and pistachio lokum in their elegant sitting room alongside piping hot cups of sweet apple tea and black çay  tea. The delightful flavors and ambiance made me forget about all of the baklava I was missing out on!

Savoring apple and çay tea with a view at Charm Hotel's rooftop lounge

Although I thought being a Celiac would hinder me from experiencing traditional Turkish cuisine, I was surprised by how much of it I got to enjoy in Istanbul. Though it took some effort, I left Istanbul with a happy heart and a full belly!


Do you have any food allergies or intolerances? 
How do you survive them while traveling?


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Snapshots of San Francisco

Friday, February 6, 2015

Though I may have been raised in Seattle, I was born in the Bay Area and still consider myself a California girl at heart. (Sorry I'm not sorry, Seahawks. Go Niners!) Half of my family still lives in California, so I jump at the opportunity to visit any chance I get. 

Between visiting my parents in Phoenix and Seattle over Christmas break, I hopped over to the Bay Area to celebrate my grandma's 80th birthday. Despite the countless times I've been to San Francisco to visit my family, I had never really seen any of the famous sights or truly gotten to know the city. So on this trip, I set out to change that.

San Francisco's Ferry Building Marketplace, also known as foodie mecca.

Maybe I got extra special treatment because I came all the way from Spain, but my family and friends bent over backwards to give me phenomenal tours of San Francisco. My aunt and uncle organized an SF Tour Extraordinaire for the entire family, and my best friend Meghan drove all the way up from Newport Beach to see me! 

Cocktail hour at Waterbar on the Embarcadero

After celebrating Christmas in San Francisco with my family, I got to spend a couple of days exploring the city with my friends.  They put up with me dragging them to the Golden Gate Bridge, showed me the coolest bars, and just about changed my life by taking me to get late night tacos in the Mission. 

After the whiskey bars, brunches and Muni rides, I met back up with my family for the second part of my San Francisco 101 tour. We hopped on the Bart and started our day off at the Ferry Building Marketplace, where I was elated to find a gluten free bakery and the best coffee I'd had all month. After fueling up with cappuccinos and pastries, we trekked up to the Coit Tower. We climbed an endless amount of stairs until I'm pretty sure I burned off every Christmas calorie consumed ( ...or maybe just the tacos from El Farolito the night before).

Blue Bottle Coffee, I think I love you.

We admired the views from Coit Tower, taking in the stunning panoramas of the Bay Bridge, Golden Gate bridge and city skyline. Then, like every good part Italian family, we wandered back down into North Beach for some much-needed Italian food. We feasted at Original Joe's, an old favorite of my mom's, and watched the Niners beat the Cardinals. It was the perfect introduction to San Francisco, and I ended the day wishing I had more time to explore. 

The Ferry Building at dusk
Not every friend drives 7 hours to see you when you're finally in the same country again!

The verdict: I could definitely see myself living in San Francisco someday. Though ideally I'd prefer to live somewhere with more sunshine, San Francisco feels like home to me. Maybe it's because I grew up listening to my mom's stories of working in SF, I've spent countless holidays visiting my family in the area, and the city somewhat reminds me of Seattle in many ways. (And of course, despite the fervent hatred I get from my fellow Seattleites, the 49ers will always be my favorite football team.) 

Nevertheless, when the time comes for me to eventually move back to the States, you can bet that I'll be applying to grad schools in San Francisco! 


My San Francisco Picks:
Best Whiskey Bar: Rye
Favorite Restaurant: Waterbar
Favorite Views of the Golden Gate Bridge: Crissy Field
Best Late Night Tacos: El Farolito
Can't-Miss Coffee: Blue Bottle

Expat Update (AKA My Quarter Life Crisis)

Friday, January 30, 2015
Why hello there! I feel like I've been so busy trying to catch up on travel posts (and you know, trying to get my life in order) that I haven't given a real update in a while. So, hi! Here's what's new:


I'm stressing out tough trying to figure out my plans for next year. My brain is telling me to go back home, go to grad school and start my career as a teacher in the good ol' US of A, but my heart is telling me to stay in Spain. While realistically I know I need to man up and face the real world at some point, I'm the happiest I've ever been here in Madrid.


My inner overachieving American is telling me that I should probably start having adult things like a savings account that isn't always drained, a permanent address that isn't my dad's, and a 401K (I don't even know what that is...?)  Of course grad school would have to come first, which would wipe out my finances for God knows how long. Meaning, when would I be able to travel again?

As much as I'm looking forward to someday becoming an elementary school teacher in America, I just don't feel in a rush to become one right now. Besides, all of the best teachers I had as a kid were actually pretty old. Nothing can make up for life experience, right?


If there's a way to stay in Madrid another year, I'm going to try. Unfortunately, the teaching program I currently work for - Auxilares de Conversación - only allows you to stay in the same province for two years. If you want to continue after that, you either have to switch provinces or hasta luego. I wouldn't want to relocate to the north of Spain, because after 20 years of living in Seattle the mere thought of rain repulses me. And I've already lived in the south of Spain, and Lord knows that was a disaster. If I stay in Spain, I'm staying for Madrid. This city has captured my heart and soul, and I wouldn't settle for anything less.

I'm looking into other teaching programs here to cover my bases, but knowing Spain and its unpredictable bureaucracy, I know there's no guarantees. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, sending good vibes into the universe, and praying that I can find a legal, well-paying job that'll allow me to stay.


Sure, going back home wouldn't be absolutely terrible. I'd be closer to my family and friends, drink green smoothies every day, reunite with my two true loves: chardonnay and truffle fries, cuddle with Kitty Purry and Chairman Meow whenever I want, and be able to go to Whole Foods in my yoga pants. (I know, I know, #basic.) However, I know in my heart that I'm just not ready to leave Spain.

I know this because, like most other OCPD over-planners and over-thinkers, I had to make a pro/con list. I tried to compare the things I love most about both countries, along with some other influential factors. The results were pretty clear...

Kale, quinoa and truffle fries | Tortilla, huevos rotos and patatas bravas
Bacon | Jamón
Happy Hour | Tapas crawling
Better international food | Better quality meat and dairy products
American brunch | Affordable lunch Menús del Día
The divine mecca that is Whole Foods | Groceries so cheap it makes your head spin
Oaky, buttery Chardonnays | Rich and comforting Riberas and Riojas
Wider variety of wines available | High quality bottles for unbelievably low prices
Wine tasting in my hometown of Woodinville, WA | Wine tasting trips to Rioja
 Starbucks | Strong cortados
Cozy coffee shops | Outdoor terraces in sunny plazas
Ordering coffee to-go | Sitting and relaxing in a café because no to-go cups are offered
Shopping at J.Crew, Nordstrom and Madewell | Buying plane tickets instead of clothes
Wide open spaces | Crowded streets and lively plazas
Anthropologie candles and my teal KitchenAid | My balcony that looks out into the plaza
Football | Soccer
Customer service and friendly strangers | Not having to tip in restaurants
24 hour grocery stores | Afternoon siestas
The freedom to drive everywhere | Efficient public transportation systems
Having doctors and hairdressers I can trust | Having every errand become an adventure
Guys who don't live at home until they're 30 | Guys who'll help me improve my Spanish
Guys buying you dinner on the 1st date | Guys saying "So, your drink was 2€" on the 1st date
Trying to decode cryptic texts | Trying to decode and translate  cryptic texts
Being kicked out of the bars at 1:45 am | Being pressured to stay out dancing until 6 am
Dive bars and sports bars with happy hour | The most bars per square meter in Europe
Tailgating at football games | Sundays in La Latina
Hipster bars with craft cocktails | A plethora of rooftop bars open all year round
Living close to my parents | Living 5,000 miles away
Cuddling with Kitty Purry and Chairman Meow | Daily hugs from my cute Spanish students
Diving into my career in education | Training as a teaching assistant for one more year
Spending $$ on grad school loans continuing my education | Spending €€ to travel the world
Learning how to really become a better teacher | Continuing to improve my Spanish
Having a respectable, well-paying job | Pinching pennies and living happily in Europe


Some days I feel so confused about what I want, but when I write it all down, I guess it's pretty clear that I want to stay in Madrid. Now the question is, how do I do that??


What do you think?
 Would you follow your brain, or follow your heart?