We ate breakfast at Lavanta's, sitting outside, so we could watch the markets come to life.
Simit and cheese, olives, yoghurt and honeycomb, cucumber and tomato, and Turkish tea, but my favourite was young pistachio nuts in syrup. Scarves fluttered in the cool of the morning breeze, giant ships made their way silently up the Bosphorus.
We sat and watched the world go by ... and drank more tea.
Breakfast at Lavanta's,
Breakfast at Ortokoy,
Breakfast in Istanbul,
Breakfast in Turkey.
Oh how I miss my breakfasts in Turkey.
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