Evelyn with a Jazzve at the Jazzve Cafe
A jazzve is for making coffee. Put the coffee and water together (sugar too, if you're not already sweet) in the jazzve and boil it until it almost overflows. It will be very foamy when done. At the restaurant, the bill comes in the jazzve.
Kiwi and pineapple anyone? It made my head turn to a peak. Ai-yi-yi!
I added pinches of sugar out of the sugar bowl, yes, with my fingers, and it was still icky.
Restaurant sign.
Twin sisters holding our lunch, lavash. (a sounds like ahhhh)
Large tortilla type bread. When eating, you just tear off a chunk, spread "stuff" on it, add greens, meat, cheese (not recommended - very salty) cukes, matsun (a yogurt type spread) and eat.
When sold, they fold it up in a square and stuff it in a bag. It is unwrapped on most store shelves, and you take as many sheets as you like.
Selling lavash at the market place. Buyer is inspecting.
Beaded looking things are grape/gel type walnuts on a string.
Dried fruit platters with flower patterns on top. If you wanted a taste, she opened a basket from the bottom and sliced it up. We tasted apricots, walnuts, walnut string beads, figs.
More facts:
Victory Day here (last Wednesday) celebrates the end of World War II.
Political head is a president. This is a clan based society. They don't care for the country and it's people, only their own family. They educate their family outside of the country, and yet they're staunchly proud to be Armenian. Go figure!
No Welfare. Families help each other, and many outside of Yerevan have animals, cows, chickens, goats and vegetable gardens. Young kids aren't asked to help out at home. Men hang out in the street. Most boys don't work or do chores. Girls don't learn how to keep house or cook. When she marries, the couple lives with the groom's family, and she is expected to do all the work so she has it very rough. Women are oppressed in many ways.
Tour guide spoke Armenian, Russian, English.
