Petropoulos Turkish Coffee in Greece
Petropoulos Turkish Coffee in Greece
Petropoulos Turkish Coffee in Greece
by ELIAS PETROPOULOS
Types of Coffee
Every kind of Turkish coffee has its own special name. The official
names (in the professional jargon) which are heard most often are:
with-a-little (three spoonfuls of coffee plus a half-spoonful of
sugarthis coffee is also called a yes-and-no);
strong-sweet (three spoonfuls of coffee plus four spoonfuls of
sugar);
many'-strong-sweet (four spoonfuls of coffee plus six spoonfuls
of sugar);
sweet-boiled);
sweet-boiled (three spoonfuls of coffee plus six spoonfuls of sugar
the briki [Turkish coffeepot) is lifted to make the foam on
top);
sugar) ;
My reader will have understood by now that the official name of each
specific Turkish coffee is not only due to the resultant sum of spoonfuls
of coffee and sugar, but also to the time and type of cooking.
1As will be elucidated below, a solecism is employed in ordering certain
Turkish coffees: is used instead of the adverb icati (very) [Translator's
note].
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medium-rather-weak-half;
not-many-sweet (that is, strong);
not-many-sweet-boiled;
not-many-sweet-weak;
not-many-sweet-half-boiled;
not-many-sweet-strong-half;
not-many-sweet-weak-half;
not-many-sweet-rather-weak-half;
not-many-sweet-rather-weak;
with-four-boiled;
with-four-strong;
with-four-weak;
with-four-rather-weak;
with-four-half-boiled;
with-four-strong-half;
with-four-weak-half;
with-four-rather-weak-half;
sweet-boiled;
sweet-boiled-half;
strong-sweet;
strong-sweet-half;
sweet-weak;
sweet-weak-half.
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(but here, dear reader, please do not think I am referring to the cafe-au(alt, which, incidentally, no longer goes by that name in France).'
As I have said, the coffee-fiend likes extremely strong, "thick" coffee.
This habit gave birth to the well-known joke that the coffee-maker spills
a little bird-shot into the cup to make the coffee "thicker." Strong, "thick"
coffee, when it settles, leaves thick dregs. This murky sediment tempts
the coffee-fiends as well, for, in fact, the majority of them will indeed eat
these dregs, either by licking down and around them with their tongues
or by poking their fingers down into the cup (such uncouth coffee-fiends
are by no means ashamed of themselves). Nevertheless, this custom is
slowly but surely disappearing. Finally, we should also recall two kinds of
coffee which are drunk unwillingly: first, the famous funeral coffee of
consolations; second, the equally cherished (by our villagers, that is)
coffee-sulphate. . . . 7
Preparation of Coffee
At the back of the old coffeehouses, there was, and still is, the barcounter, with its trays of sweets and bottles with special tops. On the other
side of the counter, against the wall, can be found the small fireplace.'
The coffee-maker' works there with his back turned to the room. The
coffee-maker's job actually used to begin at midnight. It was at that time
that the preparation of the fireplace for the next day began. In other
words, just before closing up the coffeehouse for the night, the coffee-maker
would sweep out the fireplace thoroughly, then fill it back up with charcoal which had been crushed with a brick and then moistened well; then
he would place several burning coals in the front part of the fireplace,
covering both these and the moistened coals with ashes; then he would
cover the sides of the heap with two sheets of aluminum foil, which
would keep the fire burning slowly throughout the night; finally, he would
block off the fireplace's opening with a small piece of sheet iron so that
the coffeehouse wouldn't catch on fire.
The coffee-maker used to arrive at work at around seven o'clock in the
morning. The coffeehouse owner would have already arrived at the coffeehouse a short while before. The coffeehouse owner used to open the
coffeehouse shortly before dawn. The coffeehouse owner's first chore was
to take the piece of sheet iron away from the opening of the fireplace
In Paris, at least, one asks for a cafe creme.
To go home immediately after a funeral is bad luck; consequently, a coffee
is drunk, namely, the xacpi;
notplyopcbtc.
'This is, peasants who fail to distinguish between sugar and copper-sulphate,
a white powder which is used as a fungicide. This coffee is called, in Greek,
xctcpdg W4 napcastov [Translator's note).
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The 'Ca} o!ig is the person who prepares the coffee; the xacpetVic is the owner
of the coffeehouse.
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shape.
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soon as the coffee-maker has poured the coffee into the cup, he washes
out the briki thoroughly, and then he begins to prepare his next order.
If the briki is not washed meticulously, the taste of the next coffee will
be destroyed. But the coffee-maker will only wash the brikia. Cups and
water glasses are washed by the coffee-maker's assistant. The water glasses
are first rubbed with a cloth, then dipped in vinegar, and finally rinsed
off under the faucet. But in the old days, before running water came to
Greece, the water glasses were rinsed in a large pail stashed under the
counter (need I say anything else?). Whenever the sight and smell of the
water in the pail became too much to bear, the coffeehouse owner would
take the pail outside and empty it out on the street to settle the dust. But
none of this troubled the apathetic gazes of the coffeehouse customers.
The waiter returns to the counter whenever he takes the unwashed
water glasses and cups back; at the same time, he picks up the last orders.
The coffee-maker immediately tells him which coffee is which. The waiter
then arranges each coffee-type on a predetermined spot on his tray so as
not to mix up the orders. Whenever the coffeehouse is particularly busy,
the coffee-maker lets the coffees fly," dipping the "swizzle stick" (but
just a wee bit, at most) into a cup filled with baking soda and a little
water, and then stirring the coffees with it. The result: the coffee swells
immediately but at the same time loses its flavor. This trick does not get
by true coffee-fiends, of course.
There is one basic secret behind the making of a good Turkish coffee,
to wit: the slowness of the cooking. In other words, the good coffeemaker must necessarily be a patient coffee-maker. In order to make a connoisseur's coffee, it is necessary to heat it over a gentle fire for nearly
twenty minutes. At the same time, the coffee-maker must mix his coffee
ever so slowly; sometimes stirring with the "swizzle stick," sometimes
tapping it lightly on the bottom of the briki. Only in this manner will
the coffee take shape. For it must never be forgotten that making coffee
is as difficult as cooking saleps.
Reading Coffeedregs
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men are indeed able to read" the coffeedregs left in the cup. Coffeedregreaders must always be paid. Coffeedreg-reading which is not paid (at
least by an I.O.U.) will not take. The dregs are never read at night (they
won't take). Nor must the client of the coffeedreg-reader ever say thank
you, or the prediction will disintegrate and be lost. The Literary Soire of
Timos Moraitinis took place at Christine the Coffeedreg-Reader's. N.G.
Pedzikis, in his Practical Knowledge (1949), wrote this phrase: settled
in the coffeecupopen road, great gate, news of someone, two or three
periods," distress or money, connection, wreath, and all of this mysteriously
unveiled. The coffeedreg-reader naturally does not use commonly-understood words: he uses periods and connections. In 1915, the "Parrot Re-
view" played in Smyrna; the following little song was heard, apparently
sung by a coffeedreg-reader:
With coffee I can promise you
riches, even marriage;
an' my coffee's gonna be good
an' everything's gonna turn out fine.
Deep inside the coffee
whatever you want you'll find:
riches, youth, an' marriages,
an' all the love you can handle.
I've got a lotta clients
who pay me really well
an' all together shout like mad:
my darlin' coffeedreg-reader 1
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SYMBOL-TABLE
like a fork
like a 4
= MONEY
bubble at
the bottom
= GRAVE
like a star
or flower
= DEATH
a shape
with teeth
= FAMILY
lace all
around
= ILLNESS
an opening
= DISTRESS
IS LEAVING
= PACKAGE
AND A GOOD
CARD
tiny little
dots
= WORDS
resembles
a Greek
= LETTER
something
like a (10 or 11/
= DISTRESS
resembles
a crab
= DEATH
with wide
pantlegs
= WOMAN
like a
triangle
= FACE or
MAN
white line
= OPEN
ROAD
= ENEMY WHO
IS LURKING
TO KILL YOU
white figure
= BLOND
WOMAN
It happens that I, too, know how to read coffeedregs. This is not something to hide. In prison, I read coffeedregs on many occasions for aged
long-timers whom I had never met before and yet who came to see me
from distant wings of the prison. I received them with mixed feelings;
but, naturally, I performed my duties with the utmost seriousness. And,
in the end, I, by no means, refused to collect the (obligatory) fee. Only
in this way was I able to maintain my persuasiveness. My client's problem
was to know the future. As for me, I was fascinated by the supersition's
power and mystery. Try as I may, I will never understand the folk
psychology behind such superstitions. Let me conclude this passage by
pointing out one very sinister possibility: if they secretly dislike you, there
are certain very evil-hearted old women who will spit in the briki as they
are preparing your Turkish coffee.
translated from the Greek by John Taylor
This essay has been adapted from Turkish Coffee in Greece by special permission
of the author.