Then there's the other side of me...who longs for magical blends and colours of spices, the heavenly hypnotising smells that make you feel blissed out on a bed of a thousand velvet cushions. I am being totally romantic here, but it's not far from the truth. I could eat Middle Eastern food for the rest of my life and be happy to bits. I am lucky that a lot of Greek cuisine borrows from the Turks so it's not really a stretch.
But until I set foot in the souks and medinas of Morrocco and Turkey (oh but I would love to go to Lebanon, Jordan and Syria too!) I must console myself by sprinkling sumac over my yoghurt and dipping my bread into olive oil & zaa'tar. Oh, and popping into this shop I spotted on the way home that claims to sell "Nablus's famous Knafeh made fresh daily"...yes please.
I would like all of these....to tide my belly and my eyes over until I visit these countries in person.