The food:
Something strange happened to Ajvar
The smell of Roasting peppers
filled the air in September and October. Everyone had great family recipes
for Ajvar and Pinjur. They made traditional Chorba - stews
of meat, beans and vegetables cooked in ceramic pots, Sarma - stuffed
cabage, Leb - breads, slatko - sweets, and incredible deserts.
In every home that she visited, a table of fresh, homemade Macedonian
specialties was offered to her.
The Macedonians were the most hospitible people she had ever met --
and the food was delightful.
The women seemed to compete for the best recipes -- and yet they were
humble, each one deferring to her own mother's recipe as the true best.
Visiting the open air markets was a sensual experience of colors, smells
and tastes. There was always an ABUNDANCE of food in season -- heaps of
peppers, cabbage, beans, cucumbers, salad, eggplants, squash, apples -
fresh cheeses - fresh eggs - jars of honey.
Special grilled trout from Ohrid Lake.
Turkish coffee delivered by young acrobatic waiters -
the Albanian boys run from shop to shop with coffee or
balanced on a pivoting tray.
Slasticarne - Bakeries offered varieties of Burek - cheese pastry, and Sladoled - ice cream, and Baklava - honey pastries ...
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