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November 02, 2006

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

turkish bazaar

 

istanbul is constantinople

So you've seen a couple of the themed parties we've thrown in the past. You've been appropriately impressed at our mad decorating skillz. You may have thought you grasped the true depth of our entertaining talents. But dudes? You seriously have no idea.

We had this great idea to invite some friends over and grill kebobs over an open fire in our backyard. And actually, grilling the kebobs was really beside the point, because what we were really after was an excuse to skewer some fresh pineapple, lightly coat it in a sauce of sugar and vanilla and lime, roast it over open coals until the sauce caramelized, and then serve it over homemade vanilla ice cream. That's how this whole thing started.

Well, we couldn't very well have such an exotic meal in such a dramatic fashion in our regular backyard, fantastic though it is already. It would need to be decorated to give the kind of of Middle-Eastern flavor we wanted for the evening. As we described it to each other during the initial brainstorming, we kept saying, "you know, like a Turkish bazaar". And then the obvious finally hit us and we said, "Hey! We should do a Turkish Bazaar!"

Now, we've never been to Turkey and we can't claim to know what a Turkish Bazaar is actually like. But we have an (over)active imaginations and we've read quite a lot and of course we've seen our share of Rick Steves' Travels Through Europe (whether Turkey is technically a part of Europe or not, he did a series from Turkey). But we figured what the hell, let's give it the good old college try.

We decided to do a community meal that consisted of skewers of marinated beef, chicken, and various vegetables that everyone would roast together over a long trench filled with coals. When they were ready, we'd empty the skewers into a large bowl of couscous seasoned with saffron and other spices and then we'd pass the bowl around for everyone to serve themselves, using pieces of naan to scoop it. And of course, dessert would be the glorious pineapple skewers (and they were indeed glorious) that started this whole thing.

First, of course, we had to get people to come. Here's the invite:

Here's what it said:

Merhaba!

Welcome to Instanbul, the Crossroads of the Ottoman Empire. At the Turkish Bazaar, there are expensive silks from India, valuable spices from the Far East, intricate Moorish jewelry, priceless gems from deepest Africa, and a thousand other exotic and rare treasures from around the world, waiting to be discovered. Mingled throughout are the sounds and smells of the native land, bringing these disparate cultures together with the most valuable treasures of all: sumptuous food and cherished friends.

Please join us on Saturday, August 26th to share in the exchange of tea, prepare the communal meal, and meet other travelers from distant lands. The Bazaar opens at 6 PM -- wear shoes that are easily removed and bring your sense of adventure for a night of Mediterranean enchantment.

So, how to transform our yard into a marketplace in Turkey? I decided we needed the "suggestion" of tent walls, so I pulled out my trusty old purple fabric, but to keep it from becoming too Grape Bubble-Yum to be believed, we needed other colors, too. Because the idea was an international market, we would just pull all kinds of colors and styles and designs together. For the tent "walls", to supplement the purple, I bought several yards of broadcloth in three different colors: bright yellow, burgundy, and bright orange. I didn't have these specific colors in mind, I just had an idea that I wanted something inspired by spices like paprika, turmeric, and saffron and that I'd see what they had at the fabric store in these colors for cheap (we had a budget, after all). Those particular colors were close to what I had in mind and they were also on sale -- I learned from the nice lady who cut the fabric for me that teachers were buying it to dress up their bulletin boards for fall. Score one for me!

I also browsed through their fat quarters and found some terrific fabrics in a range of colors and textures. My idea was to have a lot of variety but again, on a budget, so fat quarters seemed like a great way to bring in all the variety I wanted without spending a fortune. I got 17 different fabrics in fat quarters, everything from solids to velvets to satins and even a lovely piece of embroidered fabric that was dyed. I had a $50 budget for fabric and spent just a few dollars over that, including the 16 total yards of broadcloth.

We already had decorations we could use -- some vases and other tchotchkes from the living room, plate chargers in gold and cobalt blue, and some really neat metal candle stands. We browsed the extreme markdown sales at Pier 1 and Cost Plus, as well, and picked up a dozen large candles (last years' unsold colors/scents), three bright green oil lamps that Sal found that I'm totally in love with (and that are now permanent part of our outdoor decorations), and the coolest little jewel boxes for party favors. They were also having a big sale on throw rugs that were already on clearance. All of that and we were still well within our budget.

I should note here that when we buy stuff for something like this, we have a strict rule that it must all be stuff we can use again, either permanently or for entertaining, and that we can't spend more than $10 on any item. Aside from the financial considerations, it's just no fun to spend a lot of money to pull it together...where's the challenge? Magic's easy if you're spending lots of money, but the fun is in doing it on the cheap.

To make the "tent walls", we screwed in a few hooks along the back porch rafters and also on the back fence post, then strung up some plastic-coated clothesline and hung the fabric from that. (Oh, and by the way? Judging from the epic adventure it took to find them, clothespins were the most exotic item at our international marketplace of exotic wares.) In the middle of the patio, we cleared out an area for an 8' trench (yay for gravel!) outlined with bricks (god knows the PO left enough to build a damn fireplace all over the yard), and filled with sand (to make cleanup easier later on, we put down a later of aluminum foil before we put down the sand). The trench was just wide enough for a skewer to rest each end on the bricks, and just deep enough to hold the sand and the hot coals so that the skewers were hanging just above them. We wanted the trench long enough so that everyone could sit around it on the ground -- three on each side and one person at each end. For cushions, I used regular old bed pillows (for some reason, we have a lot), wrapped with more of the ubiquitous purple fabric and the corners tied with ribbon just to kind of hold it all together.

It took us almost two months to plan this party. It took eight hours to decorate the patio and about the same amount of time to cut the meat and vegetables, marinate them, put them on skewers, and make the ice cream and sauce to be used later. Oh, and don't forget the music, which I spent many, many hours on the internet looking for and finally came across not one but THREE albums of traditional Turkish folk music that I downloaded and burnt onto a CD totally purchased legally for background music.

The end result? An Amazing Fantastic Terrifically Fabulous Party of Mindblowing Awesome:

Okay, so we might be a little biased. And the decorating's all well and good but unless you have really cool people who are adventurous enough to come and sit on the ground for several hours and cook their own dinner with perfect strangers (none of them knew each other) over hot coals on a 100 degree August evening, it's nothing but playing dress up with nowhere to go.

Thankfully, we are blessed with amazing, awesome friends who are all interesting and funny and smart. While we ate our meal, we played Two Truths and a Lie (instructions on the sidebar to the right) to help get acquainted and even though we knew everyone there, even we learned interesting and amazing things we didn't know. The heat dissipated quickly and coals gave off just enough heat later in the evening to keep the night from being chilly, so that towards the end of the evening, when we were all satiated with great food and were kind of warm and glowy from the magic of the night, we lay back on the rugs and looked up at the night sky. The whole backyard glowed with the lights in the trees and the candles all around us and I will never forget how it looked that night.

The winner of the game took home a nice bottle of wine (though sadly, not Turkish) and to thank our guests for being willing to play along, we sent them home with party favors (the little jewel boxes on clearance at Pier 1, one box for each couple) each containing two pieces of authentic Turkish Delight, straight from Barbur World Foods:

It was, without question, the best party we've ever thrown. In fact, I'm not sure that we'll ever top it. Although next year, we're going to give it the good old college try.

08.26.06

 

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Directions: Everyone comes up with two truths about themselves and one lie. The others have to guess what the lie is.

Example: "I've seen the Grateful Dead in concert 47 times. I once saw the band the Sugar Cubes in a bar in Iceland. The first band I saw in concert was the Bay City Rollers."

The people guess which of the three is not true. Then, when everyone has made their choice the person reveals the lie, "My lie was that the first band I saw in concert was the Bay City Rollers. It was actually Jethro Tull."

(and yes, this was an actual Two Truths and a Lie by the winner of the Turkish Bazaar)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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