In Trabzon we walked around in the bazar and saw a lot of nice fruits. We stopped at one stall and looked at big yellow fruit almost like a big apple. Immediately a man approached us and said something in turkish but pointed at a younger man and said english. It was his son who had been in London for seven years and now he was back in Turkey to get married. He explained that the fruit called ayva was almost like an apple, quince in english.
We bought two of him and when we came back to Finike Ulla made a very good marmelade of them.
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