Blogs from Barhal, Black Sea, Turkey, Middle East - page 2

In fall, before they put the animals into the stables they sacrifice the bulls, they have been eating well and are fat enough to provide meat. For the people of Barhal the bulls are like their pets but they need the meat for the winter. They cook it in a special way call kavurma so they can keep it in the ambar for months. There is a butcher in every mahalle who does that job. This Bull belong to Ahmet, one day all the men met to help them, is not an easy work, later they share the meat and gave us a lunch. Sonbaharda hayvanlar ahırda saklıyorlar, ondan once boğalar kezerler, bütun sonbaharda iyi yemisler ve kilolu olur. Ködekiler hayvanlar çok sever ama kış için et lazim. Genelikle her mahalede bir kazab var. Et ile ... read more

Three years ago winter started suddely, It snowed hard and the road from Bagatget were covered with snow, the sheeps were unable to walk so we had to made a path from Perset to free Osman and his family, the made us a great breakfast and then we went down to the village. üç sene sonra birdenmbire çok kar yagdi, yollar kapali idi, koyunlar karda dolasamiyorlar, ondan dolay bir yok açmak sorunda kaldik Pesrestten Bagatget'e, orda Osman bize çok güzel bir kahvalti verdi ve sonra asaga döndük.... read more

Spring in Barhal, Bahar geldi.... read more

Ahmet lives in Perset, at the end of the village, and his children are the few ones who still play there. Ahmet Persette kaliyor, o mahalede çok az çocuk oyniyorlar.... read more

Barhal is beautifil bat if I come back everiyear is because of them. After all those years I really feel at home there. Recep oncle's lastname is Kirimli, because his family came from Crimea, they don't remember when. Last year I climbed to Amanizket to say merhaba to him, se said to mi "I have seen you in my dreams, Insallah you will become muslim" I found it very sweet, the way he said so, I do not have the intention to do it, but I liked the way he said so, the way he expresed I meant something to him. His son Mehmet has a cafe. One day his son Engin, at that time 6 years old, looked at me and asked, are you a turk or are you a giaour, it was the first ... read more