Cooking stirs up the fondest memories. Whether in the family home or around my grans, there are wonderful smells emerging from the memory cupboards and tastes that do not fade no matter how long it has passed. Continue reading
by 
So here is me, being out with friends for the best part of last week. We went for drinks, we went for food, we went all over the place, even to the open-air cinema; the screens have started opening their doors the past couple of weeks. It’s been a while that I wanted to do a best of list of places for going out in Athens and I am always met with indecisiveness – there are too many places with gorgeous views to the Parthenon, scrumptious food and delectable cocktails. My lists are growing long, very long indeed but here are a few gems I visited last week that I will definitely recommend to anyone stopping by Athens for a long weekend. Continue reading
by 
I took this photo on one of the many outings to my local haunt, a tiny street-corner cafe. It’s an old house turned coffee shop, or kafeneio. In the proper Greek fashion they serve coffee in the mornings, but come lunch the kitchen opens, offering some of the most delicious traditional dishes like ntolmadakia, tiropitakia, seafood nibbles and grills – you name it – until late into the evening.
Continue reading
by There is nothing better than a Sunday stroll and yesterday Athens was shining under a crisp and clear sun. No matter how cliché it might sound, I love the ancient part of the city and I never get tired of strolling around the hills of the Acropolis. It’s not just me either, it seemed as if the whole of Athens came out for a stroll yesterday and of course a coffee under the ancient rock. For me it was even more special yesterday, as I shared the view with my other half who doesn’t often get the chance to enjoy Athens.
by Do you cook to music at all? I very often leave the radio on to hum in the background and catch a couple of notes in between the sizzling and bubbling, although I am a notoriously bad singer.
Writing about ntolmadakia, soutzoukakia, youvarlakia and the refugees from Asia Minor for my previous posts, I remembered rebetiko, the music they brought with them. You are perhaps mildly acquainted with some of the songs, as they are often the soundtrack to your meals in little tavernas all over Greece and elsewhere.
Taximi, illustration by A. Fasianos for the book ‘Rebetika tragoudia’ by Elias Petropoulos
by Flisvos is the first sea-front stretch you encounter when leaving Athens behind.
It’s a wonderful place name, evoking the sound of small waves breaking peacefully on the shoreline. Flisvos served as the first port of Athens back in the 5th century BC, but today it is part of a quiet suburb. Even so, a promenade along the sea front remains unbeatable.
by I have been sharing my days between my parents’ home and my new flat. Amongst lots of unpacking I have managed to escape for afternoon dips in the sea and enjoy leisurely evening strolls.
by