Last night a spent a lot of time thinking about this. And I got to the conclusion I made this blog because I was hungry.

But as I kept thinking about it, I decided I will stick with it. New Year – new me… Or so I hope. So this blog will be me teaching myself consistency.

A little story time!

I’m half Bulgarian and the other half is Turkish. Growing up I was really ashamed of that. I could speak Turkish when I was little but not anymore. Bulgaria has a long hate history with Turkey and people are still kinda butthurt over 500 years of slavery and slaughter. But we have a lot of Turkish people still living in Bulgaria’s territory. So, long story short – I heard a kid making fun of another kid for speaking Turkish and I stopped doing it.

Which was a big mistake.

A few years back my gandfather’s cousins visited us, here in Bulgaria. And that’s when revelation hit me. I should not be ashamed of a part of me. Because that part can give me so much!

That’s when I tasted the best dessert (so far).

Let me introduce you Pişmaniye.Or as I referred to it before actually knowing it’s name – Turkish cotton candy.

It’s also called fairy floss or flax halva.

Truth is, It’s not actually cotton candy. This sweet is made from halva.

If you have ever been to Turkey, there’s no way you haven’t tried it. It’s what this country is famous for.

I don’t know what kind of people make it, but let me tell you – you sure need patience and a lot of skill. I just educated myself on this, so you have to excuse me for my incompetence.

All you need for this marvelous cloud of pleasure for your tongue is flour, butter and sugar, made into thousands of delicate strings and then shaped most commonly into balls. Of course, you can decorate it with chocolate, walnuts or vanilla powder. Basically you can put whatever you like on top.

It was first produced in Kandira district in the city of Kocaeli in Northwestern Turkey, not far from Istanbul. It’s kinda hard to find, because it’s sold mainly in tourist shops. Which means it’s not gonna get bad if you want to buy it for a gift.

The story behind this dessert is that a successful confectioner fell in love with a woman, which did not answer his affection. So he made a dessert especially for her. How romantic is that?

I’m not sure I can actually describe the feeling of eating this thing. It’s like a little cloud of sunshine. The taste receptors of your tongue get a free orgasm. The little strings start to melt inside one by one. It’s like you can feel them all at once, but at the same time each and every one of them.

It just makes you feel happy.

So, has anyone gotten the pleasure of trying this amazing dessert? Have you guys been to Turkey? What were your impressions? Please share your experience with me!

Because in the end of the day we are all just young curious children at heart.