My Dad's Gioulbasi - Γκιούλμπασι

In the early seventies my father made a couple of times a dish called Gioulbasi. The name seems Turkish but I am not sure. My father used to compare this dish to λουκούμι, Turkish delight, because the meat was so tender. My dad would make several slits in the meat and insert a garlic clove in each. Then he would wrap a whole leg of lamb in several layers of wax paper and finally wrap that package using newspapers. He would cook it for 2 1/2 hours in the oven. This dish was mostly used as μεζέ, snack when friends and relatives would visit us.

There are several different meats you can use for this and I chose to use a combination of pork and round cubes.
I removed the wrapping material, washed and dried the pork. I used a sharp knife to cut the meat into small pieces.

The round was already cut into small pieces.

This was exciting because I was going to use my Dutch oven. Yes!

Here is my locally grown garlic.

Here is the list of ingredients (left to right):

• Phelps' world famous German red garlic. I used six cloves. I cut each clove in three small pieces
• 1/3 of a cup mustard. I used two different type of mustard because the yellow one was really low
• 6 carrots cut in large pieces
• about a tablespoon salt. You can use more if you would like. 
• 2 tablespoons garlic onion powder
• one whole nutmeg ground
• one tablespoon salt
• two medium onions. Next time I would use five onions cut in large chunks.
• one cut of wine. Of course I used my favorite Brotherhood Riesling.
• two tablespoons oregano.

I love this wine...

Here is a closeup of the Phelps' German Red garlic.

I added the two different meats and ingredients in my Dutch oven and gave the whole thing a good mix.

Here it is mixed...

 I used heavy duty aluminum foil to simulate my dad's method of wrapping the meat with various paper products.

 I covered the pot...

 and used rope to tie the whole thing together.

This baby is ready to go in the oven. I cooked it for two hours in a 380° F preheated oven.

Here is the final product...

Here too...

This was a daring recipe to make because I didn't have anything in writing except memories of conversations I had with my dad. I hope I made him proud. Love ya dad!