A Message to Turkish Mothers: about your sons . . .

I bet that title caught your eye!  (Smile.)

On almost a daily basis, I hear Turkish women complain about their husbands. He doesn’t want to go anywhere.  He doesn’t do anything.  He would never consider cooking for me.  Well, I’m here to tell you, it is mostly your fault!

Ouch!

Turkish women, in general, treat their sons like they are “God’s gracious gifts to the world.”  Yep, I said it.  But I don’t dare go any farther here . . .

My advice to these grouchy girls is to teach your sons something else and they may possibly make a “wonderful husband” to a deserving young girl someday. And for goodness sakes, stop coming home to make your teenage (and older) sons lunch every day!

Here’s an example:  I am not sure why my Turkish in-laws were/are so awesome, but yesterday, after picking me up from the airport, my husband finished preparing a dinner for me that he had started the night before.  The menu?

• Mixed salad with pomegranate and balsamic
• White rice – naturally started with a browned orzo pasta
• Steamed Turkish-style green beans with onions, tomatoes, and herbs he picked himself!
• And the kicker?! – Islim Kebab (Patlican dilim kofte)!  That’s a Turkish meatball, wrapped in thin slices of eggplant.  He skewered them with a toothpick topping them with a slice of tomato, a leaf of home-grown basil, and a  home-grown cherry tomato!

Yes, I am bragging now.

In a nutshell, my message is “Teach Your Children Well!”

Now, what to do about American mothers and their sons . . . ???

PS – I failed to take photos, so below are a few from the internet.  If you are interested in a recipe, check out this one from our friend at Ozlem’s Turkish Table.