Sea Change as defined by Oxford Dictionaries
British – a seemingly magical change, as brought about by the action of the sea
Australian – a significant change in lifestyle, especially a move from the city to a rural or seaside location “people are looking at sea changes for a better work-life balance”
And so I profess – we are entering a period of Sea Change.
Life has been spun upside down with a decision that my husband Henrik and I made just two weeks ago. It completely took us by surprise but we feel it’s absolutely right at this point of our lives.
We have bought a boat and will give up life on land completely. We have allowed ourselves 6 weeks to totally downscale, clear out our entire house and somehow get rid of nearly everything that we ever collected in the last 20 years or so that won’t fit or belong on a boat. In total, we can keep about one tenth of all that we own.
This means of course that I have to tear myself away from stuff I have proudly collected for a large part of my life. I have been on this side of the world away from my hometown Melbourne, Australia for the best part of my adulthood.
All the wonderful things one collects along the way of life… have you ever inspected them closely? How many do you use or even look at every day? How many do you just feel so attached to but actually add no value to your life? I’m clearly looking at these life questions deeply at the moment!
Have you had a hobby that you have taken very seriously and collected madly to be the master, only to later give it up but just can’t give up the goods? That’s me. I took up painting with a vengeance. For the past 5 years I have not been able to sleep past 3am. That’s when I wake up. That’s why I took up painting. I decided that this was something I could do in the middle of the night and not disturb anyone. Every painting I ever created was a mid-night wonder.
I have boxes and boxes and boxes of the most beautiful art tools and paints. They add up to a small fortune and I am having the hardest time imaginable tearing myself from them. I have managed to give away 4 easels but the paints, the stunning collection of brushes worthy as museum pieces are proving hard to part with. And the sick part is that I haven’t touched paint for over a year now. Some kind of block – not sure why.
But when I do let go, and I know this is very, very soon, I know I will feel freer than I have for a very long time. So with stealth, I go forward. Packing them into little boxes, writing down the contents and slowly, slowly getting ready to say good bye.
We have a local Facebook Group of Buy, Sell, Swap in Fethiye and quite rapidly I have become contender for ‘fastest swamper of the market’. I have had surprisingly wonderful messages coming in from so many people praising the goods I am selling and wanting to know in advance what is coming next! I tell you, when you sell up your house and are only able to keep a few boxes of goods in total, including your clothes, you end up with some really nice stuff on the market!! I wish I could be a buyer with this lot, I tell you!!
This afternoon I had to make a delivery of goods. A lot of electronic gear along with a large camping table, a dog guard for the car, a crockpot and a large house clock and fan. The car was full. On the way back I called in to tell my news to a Turkish friend and she had a ‘falci’ there. A lady who reads coffee cups.
So I sat down to hear what my future held. I sort of felt I knew, but what the heck, maybe there are some surprises? Well, what did she see, loud and clear. “Oh, here is a camel train (upside down) or a caravan as they would call it. It is a string of camels carrying goods after goods after goods. ‘Mal muk’ she said in Turkish. Many goods and lots of property. But because they are reversed, the goods are leaving and not coming! Well, how could she know? It was an eternal flood of goods leaving the property in the last week with at least another 3 weeks to go and probably at least another dozen delivery trips to our favourite meeting spot in town. The entrance doors to Kipa.
Every seller on Buy Sell Swap uses Kipa. It has a handy car park, it has a change room to try on clothes people are selling. It’s a big supermarket so you can do some shopping whilst you are waiting. The advantages are numerous. There’s so many people working there and no one knows what is going on. That’s a bonus as a small market might make you choose another venue!
So slowly, slowly all the hobby materials, hundreds of books, beach specimens, local artifacts, travel momentos along with a lot of my totally beloved kitchen equipment and exotic produce from all corners of the globe is having to go. Hence it has been just too chaotic to sit down and write a blog for which I do apologise.
I have always had a penchant for nice things especially of the culinary variety. I have a beautiful breadmaker, an amazing Thermomix, I have a Nutri-Bullet for our healthy morning drinks. I have a slow cooker, a round electric borek oven for those Turkish savoury pastries made with the most wonderful Turkish ingredient – yufka.
Naturally I have a normal blender and a hand blender but then I also have a coffee grinder, a collection of Italian coffee pots as well as an electric Turkish coffee pot and the obligatory Turkish teapot along with the tea glasses and every other possible accessory you can think of that goes with serving these drinks in the most social event setting possible!
Then there is the Siemens egg boiler – who would have thought they ever needed that? Well, I can tell you, I am crying that I have sold it but it just had to go. I loved it like a son!
The orange juicer for those refreshing OJ’s. The Paella pan that I lugged all the way from Australia but is too large for any galley cupboard. The sausage maker along with frozen sausage skins. Three Le Creuset casserole dishes that I could hardly lift. You name it, I seemed to have it.
Oh my heart breaks, but what to do?
I advertised my Beko oven. A full sized absolutely gorgeous piece of equipment. It was to be sold with a deposit and then handed over in our last week. What did my husband do? It was whipped up on the first day I posted it and he pulled it out of the wall and loaded it in their car right there and then.
The very first item I put up for sale. I thought it might take a while to sell. I could have cried. The microwave went the day after and I am left with my hob! My roasting and cake baking days are gone! I just can’t believe he did it to me!!
So of course the most obvious things to sell next were all my imported essences – vanilla, rum, coconut, almond, mint, cardamom, licorice along with English baking powder and all those hard-to-get ingredients that I slowly built up for good reason. The list goes on and on and I quickly created a baking box with kilos of valuable items all brought in from abroad.
Then, what did Henrik do? My darling husband said, well, since you don’t have room to store all these beautiful ingredients on the boat, perhaps you should whip up us some wonderful last land-based cakes. Are you kidding me? HOW? Have you forgotten something? Boy, he knows how to rub it in!!
Then we come to the Out- of- Kitchen experiences. The Weber barbie that I refuse to sell for a song and well might have to live in the sails locker. The Tavuk Teneke – a Turkish designed chicken smoker and griller. Truly a wonderful contraption but no, it has to go. All our camping gear – our pride and joy, a superior tent, a fabulous blow up mattress, under mats, over mats, tarps and all the trappings. A bygone era I imagine now for us, as we will now be considered camping afloat!
And then there are all my paintings, our beloved comfy furniture, our wood pile of 4 tons which has been collected and stacked with the most utmost love. Our car, our scooter, our bicycle. Our wood burner and only source of heat – No, Henrik, that is not being given away weeks before our departure date!
Slowly, slowly I am coming to grips with the downscaling. It is therapeutic and I love the idea of having a fabulous clean out. Rather like an enema I am loathe to say! So here’s hoping we are ready by February 25th. Our D Day.
So for now, it’s all simple top of the stove cooking for us.
However I did have this recipe prepared, ready to share which is just a really easy, moreish nibble.
I hope you enjoy it.
- 2 Tbsp Olive Oil
- ½ head of a large cauliflower broken into small florets
- 1 to 2 beaten eggs
- ½ - ⅔ cup Parmesan Cheese or tasty broken Tulum Peynir
- ½ tsp cumin
- ¼ tsp cayenne / Aci Biber or more to taste
- ½ tsp salt
- ¼ tsp black pepper
- 6 large cloves garlic crushed
- ½ cup chopped parsley
- Heat oven to 180C
- Grease baking tray or roasting tin well with olive oil
- In a bowl or plastic bag place the parmesan cheese, cumin, cayenne, salt and pepper
- Dip cauliflower florets into the beaten egg
- Drop in a few florets into the cheese mix and swirl around
- Place dipped florets on greased baking tray or tin
- After 8 minutes turn over florets and continue baking
- After 7 minutes of cooking the other side, pull out tray and drop on the crushed garlic and mix
- Bake another 5 minutes
- Serve on plates or in bowls and sprinkle generously with parsley