Chicken pudding and gizzards never tasted so good.
I've eaten all sorts of strange things on my travels: cockroaches, small crunchy sowbugs drenched in chili and fried in oil, sheep's testicles, you name it. But for some reason, people are most offput when I wax poetic about chicken pudding. Perhaps it has to do with the unexpected deliciousness; surely a dessert made of chicken cannot taste so good? But it does, and no visit to Istanbul is complete without sampling it from a tiny shop near the water, Kismet Muhallebecisi.
But don't limit yourself to the pudding. The menu is not in writing but it unfolds before you: tender white meat sautéed with vegetables and served with rice pilaf, chicken gizzards hot in the pan and brought to your table and to start off your meal, a light lentil soup.