Back up Green Lanes Road in north Londom, one of the longest stretches of road in London to keep the same lane. London is a series of villages cobbled together, and most often very long roads change names as they progress from one former villlage to another. The area is Turkish and Greek (largely without conflict, as well as in part Kurdish - and, like everywhere else in London, a bit of everything. But largely Turkish, with Turkish restaurants, green grocers, barber shops, even travel agencies. We pass a pharmacy labelled in both Turkish and Greek, as well as English. I recognize the Turkish - eczane - though probably couldn't have come up with the word if asked. 
We're here to pay our second visit to Sama, a wholesaler that sells to the public as well. Mostly Turkish products - dates, olives, figs, dried apricots, nuts, tea, red pepper flakes, olive oil. We're here for sundried tomatoes in oil and pine nuts to take to Cyprus. But just browsing is such a pleasure.
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