Zerde

Zerde is a Turkish dessert, a sort of sweet pudding from rice that is colored yellow with saffron. It is a festive dish popular at wedding, birth celebrations and during the first ten days of the sacred month of Muharram.

In Turkey, zerde is very popular in regions where traditionally paddy fields are found. In Edirne Province at Eastern Thrace, which provides almost the half of country's rice production, zerde is a favored dessert. Flavoring ingredients of zerde vary slightly from region to region in Turkey depending on the local fruits.

Zerde differs from rice pudding insofar as it is prepared with water instead of milk.

One serving of zerde has approximately 215 calories.

Ingredients

Typical ingredients of zerde are:

  • 1 cup rice,
  • 8 cups water,
  • 2 1/2 cups granulated sugar,
  • 2 tablespoon corn starch,
  • 1/2 cup rose water,
  • 1/4 teaspoon saffron,
  • 1 teaspoon curcuma
  • 1 tablespoon raisins,
  • 1 tablespoon pistachios.

    • Preparation

    Put saffron in rose water to dissolve in two hours. Soak raisins in warm water to get plumped. Dissolve corn starch in 1/2 cup water.

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