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A Kazakh chain restuarant

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Our day out birding in Kazakhstan was long. It was time for an afternoon’s tea when we finally pulled into a village for lunch. Bakht, our guide and driver, had warned us that lunch would be very late but pleasant. It was a self service restaurant and we inspected the food on offer. Lots of meat and rice as always in Kazakhstan, but also the usual salads, and some grilled veggies. The Family and I decided to share plates. She ordered plov, the Kazakh version of pilua, and a large salad. I chose a lentil soup and a plate of meat. The portions were large and pooling would be right for the two of us.

The skewers of meat had not escaped my attention. I thought they were kababs until Bakht said “Shaslik” and ordered a combination of skewers and rice. I hadn’t realized that we were in shashlik country. That was something to keep in mind for later. All three of us decided to have a chai with the food (it was tea time after all). Later I walked up to the sweet counter and chose a few baklava for everyone to share. They turned out pretty decent.

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Before we drove off I turned to take a photo of the restuarant. We were happy with it and I wanted to keep it in my memory. It was a good thing I took that photo, because I wouldn’t have remembered its name otherwise. Later I found that Degirmen was a well-known chain of restuarants across Kazakhstan. It serves good food at a very reasonable price, and the locals love it.

A quick Kazakh meal

Our drive to Kolsay Lake and the Charyn Canyon was so long that we only had time for quick meals. At the Kolsay lake we found ourselves looking for something to eat just as the restaurants were closing service. The only place that was open was a little place with three tables. I looked at the display: lots of samsa, instant ramen, packaged food. I didn’t mind a samsa, but I was hoping for a better meal. The ladies running the place were friendly, but I realized it would be difficult to find more by machine translation to Kazakh or Russian.

We fell back on our tried and tested method: look at what others are eating. A group of young women were sharing a dumpling soup. “Shorpa”, I said, using the generic term and pointing. The lady taking our orders nodded. The Family said “Plov”, rice with lots of things thrown in, an old favourite across Asia. Done. We sat back and enjoyed our food. By the time we finished, the ladies had closed the shop and engaged The Family in a game of one-up”man”ship about age using gestures and their calculator. I knew they wouldn’t win this one. We left with lots of smiles and good vibes.

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