Strawberry-Basil-Watermelon Smoothie “Recipe”

I know I just posted a blog entry half an hour ago, but I wanted to share this non-recipe.

The weather is getting quite warm in Alanya, and it’s only going to get hotter.  I’ve been toying with the idea of eating mostly raw foods this summer, with the exception of a few grainy, bean-y, dishes, and of course a few yummy baked summer fruit crumbles.

I’ve been drinking lots of colorful smoothies lately–35 Turkish lira (about $20 US) goes reeeeally far at the Oba-Alanya farmers’ market, and I’ve been trying to finish my produce in time to stock up again on Thursday.  It’s probably not going to happen.

For this smoothie, I used about two cups of strawberries, including their tops, a handful of purple basil leaves, and a quarter of a huge watermelon.

Strawberry-Basil-Watermelon Smoothie

Strawberry-Basil-Watermelon Smoothie

Instructions: Blend it all up!  (I like to blend the leafy, seedy parts–the strawberries and the basil–first on their own.  The watermelon takes only a couple whirls in the blender to emulsify.

This made one liter of very refreshing, tasty juice/light-density smoothie, and I drank it up all by myself!

Settling In and Sorting It Out

I arrived in Alanya on Thursday afternoon, and so far, so good.  No rest for the weary–I performed later that night.  Loved the stage, loved the crowd, and really, really love the people who hired me.  I also got to meet the other two belly dancers.  One is friendly, curly-headed (automatic points in her favor), and pleasant.  The other is a zenne, or male belly dancer.  He’s moody and rude-y.  What do you mean, why am I in the dressing room?  Because I’m a major star, that’s why!  Maybe he was having an off-personality day.  I’ll give him another chance.

First night on the job!

First night on the job!

The apartment they gave us is gorgeous, with views of the Mediterranean Sea from every window.  I’m sharing it with the bookkeeper.  She works seven days a week, from 9:00am to midnight, which is a definite bonus in a roommate.  The management has been working diligently to get everything complete in the house, which has been vacant for quite some time–cleaning, replacing appliances, purchasing a full length mirror so my roommate can check herself out, etc.  There was just one (major) problem.  The refrigerator they’d bought second hand and had moved into the house just before I arrived, while unassuming enough in daylight, was SWARMING WITH ROACHES that scattered guiltily when we came home from work that evening and flicked on the light.  I may be vegan, but roaches are where I draw the line.  First thing the following morning, the exterminator was called, the refrigerator was removed, and poison was sprayed.  I usually don’t like chemicals–I clean my house with vinegar, baking soda, and castile soap–but again, these were extenuating circumstances.  The problem seems to have been remedied.  I saw one lone roach today, lying dead on his back.  May he rest in peace.

Friday, yesterday, was my off day, and time explore the neighborhood, visit the beach, get friendly with the cafe owner downstairs, start an argument with (then immediately apologize to) the girl at Migros who sold me some stale nuts, and finally rest from the emotional, hectic, and vermin-laced roller-coaster I’d been riding since leaving Istanbul.

Traumatic cockroach experience aside, everything has been great.  I think I’m going to like it here.

2013 To Do List

This is more of a to-do list than a list of resolutions.  I reckon that the second to last item on the list would be classified as a resolution, though, and the last item fits into both categories.

-Visit Hong Kong.
-Visit Holland and/or other countries.
-Hike in Great Falls.
-Take my mother to Cappadocia.
-Choreograph a difficult piece of music.
-Be ridiculously selective about the dance engagements I accept.
-Spend a month or more in the US.
-Write a lot.
-Read a lot.
-Dance a lot, and in interesting places.
-Prepare an elaborate, multi-course, gourmet vegan meal. Serve it to some
omnivores.
-Practice yoga a lot.
-Have a temporary extension put in my hair that is hot pink or
some other outrageous color.
-Party more than last year.
-Cook my way through the Veganomicon cookbook my sister gave me for giftmas.
-Wear even more jewelry.
-Talk a little bit less sometimes.
-Chill out.

This post was inspired by Tia’s New Year’s Bucket List.

Belly Dancer Days

If you’re a belly dancer who performs at weekends and special events, you’ve got a lot of extra time on your hands. Day time, specifically. And while I love eating lunch in my pajamas as much as the next person, free time, when available in excess, can be difficult to fully appreciate.

My schedule has changed with the seasons, and now I’m much busier. After a hiatus from teaching dance in order to travel this summer, I’ve resumed my two belly dance classes at An ve An in Halkalı, plus added two cardio-dance classes to the program. Additionally, a group of Turkish women has engaged me for a private weekly belly dance lesson, and that’s pretty fun.

I also have been “day-lighting” as a part-time governess. Just for three hours a day, two days a week. Variety is the spice of life, so why not fill that early afternoon slot? Primary duties of this position include homework support and baking vegan sweets with a little girl, plus a bit of literacy tutoring and playing make-believe. Full time play tutoring can be highly lucrative, but for me, six hours a week at this gig is plenty.

I’ve also agreed to edit a book. It is a memoir about a man’s experience as a first-time father in Turkey. He tells a good story, and it’s an interesting read, but he gets a bit touchy about some of the edits I make. I figure the more criticism he receives from me, the less he’ll have to deal with once it’s published.

I also try to take at least one day a week to practice to live music now that my darbuka player and I are both back in town. (He travels to perform a lot. I’d like to get on his level–his band just came off of a month-long European tour.) My drummer/friend and I (and sometimes his super-talented 11 year old son) practice together and record the sessions. Video is a valuable tool–great for identifying and correcting the hideous mistakes unknowingly made during a performance. When I’m satisfied with one of the videos, I’ll post it here.

Even working these grueling daytime hours (usually about one to three hours a day, four days a week), I still have my belly dancer priorities in order, which, last week, included having this turquoise costume made:

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I love this costume designer! Adding her to my list of favorites.

Oh, and starting next week, I’ll be choreographing a few numbers for Istanbul International Community School’s high school theater production of Oliver Twist. Here’s a link to the wonderful 1968 musical, Oliver! It’s brilliant.

Belly Dance, Travel, and Three-Piece Suits

It was a comment from my mother that brought to my attention the fact that my blog was lacking an up-to-date post. I haven’t got anything particularly unusual to report, but here’s what I’ve been up to since my dance gig aboard the Aegean Odyssey finished:

My last performance on the cruise took place on August 25.

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The next morning we docked in Izmir, and I was in a rush against the clock to get off the ship and to the airport. I was headed to England by way of Istanbul for three days of exploring England with the British bf.

Below is a photo of a man I spied on the street in Oxford. He was not a tourist attraction of Ye Olde England, but rather a "regular bloke" who happened to dress this way.

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We also visited the beautiful Blenheim Palace. Absolutely fabulous. Below is a photo I snapped of a loving couple locked in an enthusiastic embrace.

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After England, the next destination was Izmir/Çeşme/Çandarlı in Turkey for the wedding of one of my bf’s best friends.

What a lovely place!

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Now back in Istanbul, I’ve finally unpacked my suitcases for awhile and am settling into my regular life of performing:

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and my new favorite pastime, cooking and baking vegan food. See culinary success (adzuki bean burger) below.

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(Culinary failures not pictured.)

A Frugal (partly) Foraged Feast

I don’t usually blog about food or cooking, but I felt compelled to do so today.

I first encountered the word “freegan” a few months ago.  I was intrigued, so I did a little research, and learned a bit about this alternative, anti-consumerist way of life.  While some  practices of freeganism are a bit extreme, (or even a bit gross): dumpster diving for food that has been discarded, entering a restaurant to polish off the half-eaten meals of other diners, and squatting; other practices, such as waste minimization, swapping networks, growing your own food, and just the idea of “waste not, want not” are ideas that appeal to me.  Freegan.info is a fascinating website about the movement and has lots of brilliant suggestions that can be implemented according to an individual’s personal comfort level of extremeness.

When I worked in a hostel in Lisbon (fall 2007), I would rejoice when a guest would leave behind a bottle of lotion (I’m a very ashy individual), hair conditioner (my hair is dry, too), or olive oil.  People would leave these things behind because they couldn’t fit them in their suitcases, because the bottles were nearly empty, or they’d simply forget to bring them along when they left.  Post-checkouts can be a goldmine when you’re living in a place where almost everyone but you is transient.

The hostel where I’ve been staying for 10 days has a kichenette in every dorm, plus a bigger community kitchen for everyone to use.  Groceries are inexpensive and the farmers’ market is open everyday.  I feel like someone out of “the olden days” the way I stroll through the market each morning and pick up just the few items I need for the day.  Supplemented by “found” hostel fare, I have been eating very well during my stay!

I bought a bag of greeny-brown lentils (maybe 1 euro), so have made them three times, changing the ingredients for variety and convenience.  Here’s a “non-recipe” for lentils:

~In a medium-sized pot, sautée half an onion in oil (I used found sunflower oil because someone else had “found” my olive oil before I left the hostel.)
~When the onion is transparent, add some minced garlic.
~When it starts to smell yummy, add a few handfuls of lentils. (I have smallish hands and eat a lot, so I used about 4-5 palm’s worth) Stir it all together, then immediately fill the pot with with boiling water.
~Once the water has boiled down some, add a chopped tomato. I used half of an enormous heirloom variety.
~While you’re waiting for the lentils to soften, chop some veggies. I used one carrot and a red pepper.  It takes awhile, so have a quick shower or answer some emails.
~You’re still waiting, so wash and pick apart some leafy greens. I used Swiss Chard (blitva) from the farmers’ market.
~When the lentils taste like they’ve softened enough to be edible, throw in some pasta. I prefer whole wheat, but I used some found penne.  Make sure there’s enough liquid in the pot to boil your noodles.
~Pasta should take about 10 minutes, so five minutes after you add it, toss in your veggies. Overcooked veggies are the worst.
~Pour in some white wine! (I used a found Bello Vino from a very classy liter-sized bottle with a beer cap instead of a cork.)
~Two more minutes and you’ll be eating. Throw in your Swiss Chard (spinach would be good, too and takes the same amount of time to cook.) You can turn off the heat, leave on the lid, and just let the greens steam on top of the food, or you can leave the heat on for a moment more.
~Toss in some salt and pepper! Don’t be shy.

Take a photo, then tuck in!

Lentil veggie stew

Serves two normal people, or one Lara.

Ups & Downs

Life in Istanbul is a roller coaster of ups and downs.

1. Dancing is fun.  (Up.)

Egotastic dressing room photo shoot.

2. There is an angry psycho agency manager harassing and threatening me because the dancer I recommended to him for a gig in Greece demanded to be paid in full as agreed.  (Down.)

3. I have an awesome apartment and I made a most delicious vegan potato, broccoli, chard, coconut soup.  (Up.)

Another culinary success.

4. I finished the soup last night and am now starving again.  (Down.)

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