We ate at a restaurant/museum on top of one of the hills of Ankara. We were taken here by two wonderful Turkish women, sisters. You enter the restaurant and go through some rooms that are really a museum devoted to the traditional home in Turkey and food preparation in the traditional way.
The door to the restaurant is just below those flags.
Here are some dolls set in an interior.
Here we are crossing another room. We climbed two flights of stairs, I think to get to the dining room.
This is another display in one of the rooms we went through.
Here a woman is rolling out some dough into a flat pancake. We got to try this. It looked like a quesadilla with cheese between layers of phillo dough. Yummm.
Here's what one looked like just after being grilled.
This is taken looking out a window. That balcony is used for seating when it's nicer out.
This dish was called 'cigarette pie' on the menu. Needless to say Jim and I wouldn't have ordered it, but our hostesses thought we should try it. As you can see it is similar to a pizza with Turkish seasoning, and in a long cigar shape.
After he put the 'pie' on the table the waiter went away and returned in this costume with this big knife and threatened to chop Jim with it.
But he was just joking. He then cut the "pie" with the big knife very rapidly. Chop chop chop.
This was our dessert. I think this is one serving, but we split it 4 ways, which was just enough. It is pumpkin soaked overnight in sugar water, then baked and sprinkled with ground pistachios.
As we were leaving these women were making a different dish. These are like teeny-tiny meat filled dumplings or ravioli. They would be boiled and served with tomato sauce.
The dough was cut into tiny squares and a tiny bit of meat mixture put on each one. She is folding them up here.