Feliz’s Courgette Fritters

The shimmering city of Istanbul can also be greyer than the grimmest English day. On such a day, in pouring rain, I crossed the Bosporus by ferry to reach the Asian side to meet an unknown friend of a friend. It was bitterly cold and, having anticipated warm southern sun when I left England, I was quite inadequately dressed. With my bare, blue legs and sandals I sploshed through the puddles to a gloomy apartment building. Once inside I met Feliz and the day changed. The flat was warm and lo