Turquoise: A Chef's Travels in Turkey Hardcover – Abridged, Audiobook, Box set

This is a must have recipe book very much like Anatolia and any serious cook would adore this, not only well written but accompanied with exceptional photography.No one will be disappointed buying this, the only downside is that for most people the book became so desirous that it sold out and if you want to get a copy now it's going top cost you serious money even the paperback is expensive, I'm lucky, I got my new copy when it came out!Try and find it, it is a superlative book that will enable you to present authentic Turkish cuisine to your guests.

Doesn't really make it into the heights on the cookbook scale.The problem with this book is that there is too much space taken up with the Maloufs' travelogue, and no end of those sort of photographs, so beloved by middle class westerners, of those funny little working class 'ethnic' people in the midst of their 'vibrant' communities (i.e. grubby back streets - I would have thought that the editor would at least have cropped that particular photo with a graffito of a big phallus in the background). You know, the sort of photos which are always labelled as 'evocative'. Evocative of what, exactly?No doubt there are plenty of people who appreciate this sort of thing; normally it's harmless enough but here it's really vastly overdone and seriously detracts from the cookbook aspect, reducing its useability to more of a coffee table book. (Useability is a criticism I have made of a previous book by the Maloufs I have, Arabesque, but for a very different reason in that instance.) I would be surprised if many people use this book on a regular basis to actually cook meals from.One more relatively minor annoying point - the dimensions of the book. Its page width - you'll note from the image that it's much wider than it is tall - is such that it sticks out of a bookshelf like a sore thumb, unless you turn it through ninety degrees which reduces the aesthetics of one's bookshelf. Yes I know, I'm such a sensitive soul. So it's back to the coffee table again.'But what of the recipes?' I hear you ask.I'm actually rather glad to finally see a recipe for acili ezme in a cookbook. This amazingly delicious spicy tomato-based dip is ubiquitous in Istanbul and I've never until now actually seen a cookbook covering Turkish or middle eastern cookery including it (and I have rather a lot of such cookbooks); I'm amazed that so many food writers have ignored it. It's a pity though that it doesn't actually call it 'acili ezme' but, rather pleonastically and somewhat bizarrely, 'Turkish spoon salad'. Yes, I think we could guess that it was going to be Turkish given that it's a book on Turkish cookery. (I'll give credit for them using proper Turkish spelling when they do use Turkish names though, unlike most cookbooks. It's a pity that Amazon's text editor won't let me do the same here...)Glad also to see manti here, another favourite of mine, a quasi-ravioli containing minced lamb, drizzled in garlicky yoghurt and paprika-and-mint-laced molten butter - relatively simple in composition of ingredients and taste yet very satisfying, but undoubtedly a real undertaking to make all those individual little parcels by hand.There's also the obligatory Circassian chicken, which is in every cookbook, and which, despite every cookbook raving about it being "the pinnacle of Ottoman cuisine" or some other similar superlative, is not bad but really nothing to write home about.A proportion of recipes are not entirely authentic and have been tinkered around with for no really good reason (though fortunately it doesn't seem to suffer quite so much from this as Arabesque and Moorish do); some others are 'an attempt to recreate' something the Maloufs ate on their travels - since the purpose of their journeys was to gather information for this book, why didn't they just ask for the recipe?Other foodstuffs are conspicuous by their complete absence; for example somewhat surprisingly there are no recipes whatsoever using whole levrek (sea bass), again plentiful in Istanbul.In short it's a bit of a mixed bag recipe wise. There are a handful of decent recipes amongst those in here, but not really enough in my view to make it into a truly good cookbook. The fact that half of the book is a huge photo album and a "What I Did On My Holidays" essay just dilutes it further and turns it into an average cookbook when considered qua cookbook. It's symptomatic of the triumph of style over substance in modern western civilisation. Personally I like my cookbooks to be about, er, cooking.

I had seen this book whilst in Turkey many years ago and wanted to get a copy. It is a great book.

Doesn't really make it into the heights on the cookbook scale.The problem with this book is that there is too much space taken up with the Maloufs' travelogue, and no end of those sort of photographs, so beloved by middle class westerners, of those funny little working class 'ethnic' people in the midst of their 'vibrant' communities (i.e. grubby back streets - I would have thought that the editor would at least have cropped that particular photo with a graffito of a big phallus in the background). You know, the sort of photos which are always labelled as 'evocative'. Evocative of what, exactly?No doubt there are plenty of people who appreciate this sort of thing; normally it's harmless enough but here it's really vastly overdone and seriously detracts from the cookbook aspect, reducing its useability to more of a coffee table book. (Useability is a criticism I have made of a previous book by the Maloufs I have, Arabesque, but for a very different reason in that instance.) I would be surprised if many people use this book on a regular basis to actually cook meals from.One more relatively minor annoying point - the dimensions of the book. Its page width - you'll note from the image that it's much wider than it is tall - is such that it sticks out of a bookshelf like a sore thumb, unless you turn it through ninety degrees which reduces the aesthetics of one's bookshelf. Yes I know, I'm such a sensitive soul. So it's back to the coffee table again.'But what of the recipes?' I hear you ask.I'm actually rather glad to finally see a recipe for acili ezme in a cookbook. This amazingly delicious spicy tomato-based dip is ubiquitous in Istanbul and I've never until now actually seen a cookbook covering Turkish or middle eastern cookery including it (and I have rather a lot of such cookbooks); I'm amazed that so many food writers have ignored it. It's a pity though that it doesn't actually call it 'acili ezme' but, rather pleonastically and somewhat bizarrely, 'Turkish spoon salad'. Yes, I think we could guess that it was going to be Turkish given that it's a book on Turkish cookery. (I'll give credit for them using proper Turkish spelling when they do use Turkish names though, unlike most cookbooks. It's a pity that Amazon's text editor won't let me do the same here...)Glad also to see manti here, another favourite of mine, a quasi-ravioli containing minced lamb, drizzled in garlicky yoghurt and paprika-and-mint-laced molten butter - relatively simple in composition of ingredients and taste yet very satisfying, but undoubtedly a real undertaking to make all those individual little parcels by hand.There's also the obligatory Circassian chicken, which is in every cookbook, and which, despite every cookbook raving about it being "the pinnacle of Ottoman cuisine" or some other similar superlative, is not bad but really nothing to write home about.A proportion of recipes are not entirely authentic and have been tinkered around with for no really good reason (though fortunately it doesn't seem to suffer quite so much from this as Arabesque and Moorish do); some others are 'an attempt to recreate' something the Maloufs ate on their travels - since the purpose of their journeys was to gather information for this book, why didn't they just ask for the recipe?Other foodstuffs are conspicuous by their complete absence; for example somewhat surprisingly there are no recipes whatsoever using whole levrek (sea bass), again plentiful in Istanbul.In short it's a bit of a mixed bag recipe wise. There are a handful of decent recipes amongst those in here, but not really enough in my view to make it into a truly good cookbook. The fact that half of the book is a huge photo album and a "What I Did On My Holidays" essay just dilutes it further and turns it into an average cookbook when considered qua cookbook. It's symptomatic of the triumph of style over substance in modern western civilisation. Personally I like my cookbooks to be about, er, cooking.

makes one want to prepare the dishes and book a holiday to Turkey, what more can it do!!!!!!

I love cooking Middle Eastern food and usually use the wonderful Claudia Roden whose recipes never go wrong. But the books I am finding myself cooking from more and more are Greg Malouof's. I've just cooked a rabbit hotpot from Saha ( have substituted chicken for rabbit without too many consequences) and it's delicious and I cant wait for my guest to arrive so we can tuck in. What makes Malouf stand out is his totally genius use of spices - they're sublime and utterly imaginative, and I don't knew where he comes up with them. It's this and his completely creative adaptations of Middle Eastern flavours to modern cooking that makes the recipes stand out. I can't recommend this book and Saha enough. They're so inspiring. Infact I am going to buy all his books and I suggest you do so too.