turkey + a lemon tart

A few years ago I went to Turkey. My dad came with me- not because he wanted to, because my mum didn’t want me going alone-  and, as these things go, it turned out to be the place he met somebody very special. So a few years after that first trip, I went to Turkey again. This time for a wedding.

Will and I stayed in a tiny apartment with everyone, a huge tray of baklava…