funnily enough, fish is expensive here - having said that,
the day before yesterday we ordered something that was called shrimps, and
3 enormous monster arrived, about 10cm each. Alan managed to disrobed
them manfully (must have remembered Lois's first class schooling in these matters) . The meatballs were a disappointment, arrived dry with chips.
Never mind. It is our first day when the sun hasn't come out at all, but still warm. I actually wish it rained, they had a bad drought
diporto is the name of the caf we wi-fi from, though we just found another, more traditional place with it, usually full of oldish gents talking, playing cards, watching telly.
here, too, Alison, a resident English woman here, said, that the olive harvest is very poor.
However on our daily walk (still discovering part of the town, we have seen a street with
loads of oranges that rolled in there from the above square surrounded with
orange streets... nice oranges, nobody collected them - I only picked up two, feeling shy...
other show the tomatoes and lettice happily growing outside, and the slightly abandoned part of the beach at Lakka, another one walkable from Leonidio.
There was a lovely house with lots of tables and lights on, but no signs it being a restaurant. Alan thinks we missed the meal of a lifetime - but we could return...
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