A few thoughts on dinner and laundry!

Sunday morning, May 11, 2014

Good morning!

Again, some things are just too good NOT to share!  As I remarked earlier, as soon as we got here on Friday, I hightailed it downstairs with the hotel’s “official” laundry bag to reception.  I was told something like it would be returned at “4 o’clock 9” or something understandable like that.  So, yesterday afternoon about 4 p.m. I again went downstairs and was told that we would see our laundry at 2 o’clock … by this time, I’m thinking “two hours?”  So…about 6, when we went down for a stroll before dinner, we were told “1 o’clock.”  So…got back from a really lovely dinner, and asked again.  This time, we are told that someone would get it and bring it right to our room!  Yea!!  A few minutes later, knock at the door, and here is our bag!  Thrilled!  And no charge!!  What a deal! 

Clock tower

Walked with the bag over to the couch in the living room and dumped it out.  Well – it was definitely laundry, but, of course (you’ve probably seen this coming!) it wasn’t OURS!  Darn!  So…repack still damp (but clean) laundry into bag, and R goes downstairs to the desk.  A few minutes later, another knock at the door – and this time, it actually was our clothes!  And they were clean but still damp!  And honestly?  I think we both had given up ever seeing the clothes again!

Margaret's salad (R got pickles and olives!)

Now, dinner. We had a lovely walk around town last evening.  It felt very Italian like their passagiata!  I’m thinking there may have been some sort of football match scheduled for the stadium on the outskirts of town, as streams of people from buses – people of all ages and sexes – were heading to town.  Interesting!  Wound our way back to the noisy restaurant next door to the hotel, were we had decided to have dinner.  As it was only about 6:30 p.m. and a little early for most people (except those of us who had used Magnum Classics and cherries and erik for lunch…) we had the place basically to ourselves!  It was a rather interesting place – with a roof that was retractable so that we were in effect eating al fresco (which must also explain why the music is so LOUD…) 

Robert's composed salad

  Then came the menus!  Well…let me only say that there wasn’t a word of English to be found anywhere – which, truly, is as it should be, as proof that we were definitely NOT in a touristy type place. 

Robert's lamb

I fastened on Roka Salad, which was what I hoped would be arugula or rocketta as it is sometimes known, with Fajitas Tavuk, which I figured would be something like spiced chicken.  Robert just pointed!

Well!  We both started with salads.  As I was told they didn’t have my salad, I had to guess, and chose Coban Salata.  It was perfect!  Tomato, cucumber, parsley, peppers and onions (also olives and slices of pickles, all of which went to Robert)!  Excellent!  Robert got Kuzu Salata, which turned out to be a composed salad of corn, carrots, pickled red cabbage, lettuce, and (his own) slices of pickles.  He enjoyed it very much!  For mains, my Fajitas Tavuk was terrific!  A very spicy chicken dish with wonderful mushrooms; very tastyfull – unfortunately, no tortillas to put it on, but great none the less. 

Margaret's Fajitas Tavuk

Robert’s Kuzu Sis turned out to be small chunks of lamp with French fries and rice.  It was great!  So, a lovely dinner, and then headed back to the hotel.

It was definitely noisy last night, but it somehow didn’t seem as noisy as Friday night, and all was quiet about midnight!

Moon as seen through the open roof!

Now, off to look for another ancient mound!

More later!

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