plenty of pastels
It seems that ever since we moved from the States I have wanted to celebrate every holiday with some extra “umph”. We did the full-on Thanksgiving dinner on Thanksgiving Day, we got a real Christmas tree (albeit small) and plan on having one again next year. And now it’s Easter time. Bring on the pastels, bunnies, and deviled eggs!
It’s officially Spring and we only have eight more days left until Easter Sunday, so I thought it was appropriate to spend this morning shoping for pastels and Easter goodies. I met up with some girlfriends early this morning and drove out to this place called Euro Flora, which is a massive, 3-story have-it-all craft store. Well ok not everything – surprisingly there was not a bunny was in sight! I know, I couldn’t believe it either. But there were plenty of EGGS.
Two hours and a few hundred lira later, I felt I was pretty stocked up with Easter goods. So then I came home to have a little craft day and made my Easter / Spring decorations. Here are some of my creations that I must say I am quite proud of. :)
Happy Easter egg hunting to everyone! And hope you all enjoy your pastels this Spring as much as I am.
fuzzy eggs
To say that eggs here in Istanbul are fresh is an understatement. This was proven true to me today when I picked up some eggs at the grocery store only to find chicken feathers still on them when I opened the carton. Yes, fuzzy eggs. Another “you know you’re living in Turkey when…” moment.
Look at the right hand row — second and third from the top.
Hey, as long as they are OK on the inside, I don’t really care what’s on the outside. These are organic, by the way. :)
I need to comment on another egg-related thing here in Turkey. I want to know what’s up with “a dozen eggs”, or should I say lack thereof. Eggs here are bought in varying quantities. When you go to the egg section in the grocery store, you have options. Options is usually a good thing, but in the case of eggs I’ve found it a little frustrating, even confusing. At the store you can buy eggs in these quantities: 6, 8, 9, 10, 12, and then bulk (24+). What happened to a good ‘ol dozen and half dozen? Isn’t that why egg boxes in the fridge hold 12 eggs?
This just doesn’t make sense to my American mind.
