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At Embassy Electrical Supplies

August 23, 2022
by the gentle author

Tickets are available for my walking tour this Thursday & Saturday 



Mehmet Murat

It comes as no surprise to learn that at Embassy Electrical Supplies in Clerkenwell, you can buy lightbulbs, fuses and cables, but rather more unexpected to discover that, while you are picking up your electrical hardware, you can also purchase olive oil, strings of chili peppers and pomegranate molasses courtesy of the Murat family groves in Cyprus and Turkey.

At certain fashionable restaurants nearby, “Electrical Shop Olives” are a popular feature on the menu, sending customers scurrying along to the Murats’ premises next morning to purchase their own personal supply of these fabled delicacies that have won acclaim in the global media and acquired a legendary allure among culinary enthusiasts.

How did such a thing come about, that a Clerkenwell electrical shop should be celebrated for olive oil? Mehmet Murat is the qualified electrician and gastronomic mastermind behind this singular endeavour. I found him sitting behind his desk at the rear of the shop, serving customers from his desk and fulfilling their demands whether electrical or culinary, or both, with equal largesse.

“I am an electrician by trade,” he assured me, just in case the fragrance of wild sage or seductive mixed aromas of his Mediterranean produce stacked upon the shelves might encourage me to think otherwise.

“I arrived in this country from Cyprus in 1955. My father came a few years earlier, and he got a job and a flat before he sent for us. In Cyprus, he was a barber and, according to our custom, that meant he was also a dentist. But he got a job as an agent travelling around Cyprus buying donkeys for Dr Kucuk, the leader of the Turkish Cypriots at that time – the donkeys were exported and sold to the British Army in Egypt. What he did with the money he earned was to buy plots of land around the village of Louroujina, where I was born, and plant olive saplings. He and my mother took care of them for the first year and after that they took care of themselves. Once they came to the UK, they asked relatives to watch over the groves. They used to send us a couple of containers of olive oil for our own use each year and sold the rest to the co-operative who sold it to Italians who repackaged it and sold it as Italian oil.

I trained as an electrician when I left school and I started off working for C.J. Bartley & Co in Old St. I left there and became self-employed, wiring Wimpy Bars, Golden Egg Restaurants and Mecca Bingo Halls. I was on call twenty-four hours and did electrical work for Faye Dunaway, the King of Jordan’s sister and Bill Oddie, among others. Then I bought this shop in 1979 and opened up in 1982 selling electrical supplies.

In 2002, when my father died, I decided I was going to bring all the olive oil over from Louroujina and bottle it all myself, which I still do. But when we started getting write-ups and it was chosen as the best olive oil by New York Magazine, I realised we had good olive oil.  We produce it as we would for our own table. There is no other secret, except I bottle it myself – bottling plants will reheat and dilute it.

If you were to come to the village where I was born, you could ask any shopkeeper to put aside oil for your family use from his crop. I don’t see any difference, selling it here in my electrical shop in Clerkenwell. It makes sense because if I were to open up a shop selling just oil, I’d be losing money. The electrical business is still my bread and butter income, but many of the workshops that were my customers have moved out and the Congestion Charge took away more than half my business.

Now I have bought a forty-five acre farm in Turkey. It produces a thousand tons of lemons in a good year, plus pomegranate molasses, sweet paprika, candied walnuts and chili flakes. We go out and forage wild sage, wild oregano, wild St John’s wort and wild caper shoots. My wife is there at the moment with her brother who looks after the farm, and her other brother looks after the groves in Cyprus.”

Then Mehmet poured a little of his precious pale golden olive oil from a green glass bottle into a beaker and handed it to me, with instructions. The name of his farm, Murat Du Carta, was on the label beneath a picture of his mother and father. He explained I was to sip the oil, and then hold it in my mouth as it warmed to experience the full flavour, before swallowing it. The deliciously pure oil was light and flowery, yet left no aftertaste on the palate. I picked up a handful of the wild sage to inhale the evocative scent of a Mediterranean meadow, and Mehmet made me up a bag containing two bottles of olive oil, truffle-infused oil, marinated olives, cured olives, chili flakes and frankincense to carry home to Spitalfields.

We left the darkness of the tiny shop, with its electrical supplies neatly arranged upon the left and its food supplies tidily stacked upon the right. A passing cyclist came in to borrow a wrench and the atmosphere was that of a friendly village store. Outside on the pavement, in the sunshine, we joined Mark Page who forages truffles for Mehmet, and Mehmet’s son Murat (known as Mo). “I do the markets and I run the shop, and I like to eat,” he confessed to me with a wink.

Carter, the electrical shop cat.

From left to right, Mark Page (who forages truffles), Murat Murat (known as Mo) and Mehmet Murat.

Embassy Electical Supplies, 76 Compton St, Clerkenwell, EC1V 0BN

8 Responses leave one →
  1. Wendy permalink
    August 23, 2022

    Lovely write-up. I’m very happy to say that a bottle (well half a bottle full now) of their delicious olive oil graces my kitchen. I’ve enjoyed their candied walnuts and pomegranate molasses too. I need to restock my kitchen so plan to revisit Embassy Electrical Supplies soon. Hopefully I’ll meet Carter one day too.

  2. August 23, 2022

    What a magificent idea, food and electric supplies! Plus a cat named Carter. If I lived nearby, I’d already be on my way to buy some of this great food and greet Carter.

  3. Hetty Startup permalink
    August 23, 2022

    This is a classic Spitalfields Life mini biography. Full of respect and insight, vivid with details and also some context. Long may you reign. Hetty

  4. Linda Granfield permalink
    August 23, 2022

    What a beautifully designed/photographed website the family has–I want to sample everything! (well, the edible shop supplies, that is.)

  5. Mary permalink
    August 23, 2022

    What a wonderful enterprising man! I’m off for a lightbulb, some pomegranate molasses and of course some of that marvellous olive oil.

  6. August 23, 2022

    G.A., you discover the most wonderful people–! I will plan to visit the shop when I am in London in September!

    Linda Granfield, thank you for the link!! Now I want crusty bread and olive oil… for breakfast (it’s morning in the US).

  7. Lizebeth permalink
    August 23, 2022

    Long may wonderful little one-off shops like this remain and prosper. In the age of Amazon, we must support them, lest we get lost in the world of “chains”. The UK has too many High Streets and shopping districts already which are indistinguishable from one another. I am all for the convenience of big retail, but we must support variety in all its idiosyncrasies, as well.

    And Carter is extremely handsome.

    Thank you for your profiles of entrepreneurs like these.

  8. Marcia Howard permalink
    August 23, 2022

    Loved the story of Mehmet and his family the first time I’d heard about him.

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