There was hugging and kissing. There was awkward silence. There was pinching and squeezing. There was heat and sweating. There was laughing, pointing and pantomime. There were promises to return and make memories together. There was forever bonding...
All this, over sunshine and food.
Food is such a powerful uniter. It awakens memories, brings us closer, soothes us, makes us happy, and most importantly, connects us. Food, glorious food...
I was raised to appreciate, value and respect food. Food came hard in our family. My mother raised my brothers and I alone. She did the best she could. My grandparents helped us in every way they could. They would bring us groceries sometimes and you'd have thought it was Christmas morning! Food...
I keep several staples in our home at all times; namely, flour, sugar, milk, eggs, yeast, chicken and cheese. Why? Because, as Scarlett O'Hara said, 'I will NEVER go hungry again!' These meager ingredients can be turned into most anything through a glorious, magical process called cooking, add love to the mix and you have something "special." That is why I my motto is "Meals Made Special with Love." Savvy?
Anyway, why all the enticing food photos? Well, they were taken in a place called Marathokampos in Greece. Marathokampos is the little village of my family, on an island called Samos. Samos is an island full of "my peoples." Samos is an island where arms are open to me and tables where I am always welcome. Why? Because I am Greek and that is our style. I am family; therefore, I am "in." That is how we roll.
We (my daughter Alyssa and I) visited some cousins and on the day of our arrival. Our cousins planned a sumptuous feast of grilled pork chops, herb and rice-stuffed treats, fresh garden salad of cucumbers, onions, tomatoes and herbs (true Greek salad does not contain lettuce, forget what you think you know) different cheeses, fresh fried potatoes, bread and lots of Samos wine. (I thought the table would break from all the dishes!) We sat outside on a patio overlooking the village with the sea in the distance... it was pure heaven... Here is the funny part, they spoke no English; sadly, we spoke no Greek. Thank goodness for a touch of language knowledge and translation apps. We made it work. THAT is "Greek Style".
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