Sunday brunch a la turka

Turks love to picnic, stronger, going to the country side is the perfect excuse to eat copiously and to drink enormous amounts of tea.

A mere 15 km from Marmaris, where we live, there is a charming place called Çınar, plane tree in English, where indeed inside a plane tree forest, and making use of the natural wells, a restaurant has been built, and a lavish brunch can be had, all when feeling ‘one with nature’.

It is a favorite place with the locals, no tourist in sight, and you can expend hours eating –well, of course- and watching the ducks have their brunch. They really are funny!

'Hey Harry shall we race? I bet you can't hold your breath as long as I can!'

'Okey let's race then!'

'Ready....1...2...3, hold your breath and dive!'
'Blub, blup.....'

'He he, stupid Harry, I'll have a short break while you are down there!'
'Better dive back under before Harry sees it...'