Wednesday, 10 September 2008

The Cretan Omnivore's 100 (Τα 100 του Κρητικού πανφάγου)

Andrew from Very Good Taste lists 100 food items that he thinks “every good omnivore should have tried at least once in their life.” Andrew explains how he made up the list, which has proved immensely popular amongst food-bloggers. It is a challenge to find most of the listed food items in my area: for instance, crocodile, scotch bonnet pepper and fugu would have to be imported, and I doubt that there would be a huge market for them anyway. Some of the items on the list are simply too expensive for most people's pockets: I don't drink whisky, which is widely available all over the world, so I don't think I'll be dying to taste malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more, which is on the list.

With a little artistic licence, most of the items on Andrew's list can be replaced by another local food item, in my case from Hania, of course; in other words, the same list can be made up with similar food items found in a different form in other parts of the world. Andrew freely admits that his list contains more curry and alcohol than necessary because of his origins (he's English), making the list non-definitive; a Haniotiko list will probably contain a preponderance of wild greens. Some of the items on the list are actually cooked meals, which can also be made up at home using local ingredients and a good recipe, for example "huevos rancheros" and "borscht".

Although I don't do memes (I prefer themes), I couldn't help myself with this one: after Lulu and Kat, I decided to give it a try. If I were to present you with a list of the top 100 food items that you should try to get your teeth stuck into on your next Cretan holiday, my list (based on Andrew's) would look something like the one below. Andrew's items are on the left, while mine are on the right. Some items have not been replaced: they may be considered classics among foodies. I've italicised the ones I've tried; the ones in bold are those I had never heard of before reading the original article.

1. Venison - Greek spring lamb slaughtered just before Easter
2. Nettle tea - malotira from the Lefka Ori (White Mountains)
3. Huevos rancheros - strapatsada could be the Greek equivalent of this dish as it uses eggs and tomatoes
4. Steak tartare - in Greece, meat is never eaten raw; there is no equivalent
5. Crocodile - Cretan ibex, locally called kri-kri, an endangered species, often hunted by poachers (Andrew received negative comments concerning his inclusion of endangered species; the fact that they are endangered does not detract from how good they taste)
6. Black pudding - splinogardoumo: the Greek equivalent of blood sausage
7. Cheese fondue - kalitsounia (traditional Cretan cheese pasties) made with malaka cheese
8. Carp - fried red mullet; it doesn't look like a pet, so it will be more edibly desirable
9. Borscht - avgolemono (egg and lemon) soup is the Cretan signature equivalent
10. Baba ghanoush - melitzanosalata is just about the same thing
11. Calamari - we find ourselves at the source
12. Pho - this sounds about as boring as my husband's family's recipe for kreatosoupa (meat soup, made with beef, using the same ingredients as fish soup, with fish replaced by Greek stringy beef); eat at your own pleasure
13. PB&J sandwich - Greeks don't commonly mix their sweet with their savoury; a BLT is much more preferable to Andrew's choice
14. Aloo gobi - there is no substitute for a curry in Greece, and as a curry fan, I would have to agree with Andrew
15. Hot dog from a street cart - souvlaki, indisputably
16. Epoisses - there are plenty of excellent Cretan cheeses widely available all over the island
17. Black truffle - local varieties of these can be picked in our forests
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes - I've had koumara wine (made from the arbute berry); give me grape wine any day
19. Steamed pork buns - steamed bread is not a Greek comestible, but if I were to choose my own favorite meat-in-bread food, it would have to a Kiwi sausage roll
20. Pistachio ice cream - good ice-cream is expensive in Greece, but it does exist: my favorite in Hania is banana ice-cream from Klimatsakis
21. Heirloom tomatoes - they grow in our garden
22. Fresh wild berries - wild blackberries in Fournes; to date, I don't know anyone else who picks them apart from myself
23. Foie gras - offal is eaten in various forms in Crete, and there is plenty of variety available
24. Rice and beans - Cretan pilafi, especially that which is served at a Cretan wedding, is simply heaven
25. Brawn, or head cheese - my father remembers a similar kind of preserve prepared from pork meat, in the days when refrigerators did not exist; a whole pig could not be eaten by one family, and one way to preserve it was to cook some and save it in its own fat in ceramic pots
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper - Greeks don't eat overly hot peppers; piperonia (bud-size hot red peppers) are grown as ornamentals and are added to soups - we grow them ourselves
27. Dulce de leche - try a good Greek rizogalo; tasty, and very good for the stomach
28. Oysters - preferably from Bluff, New Zealand; my parents often served these in our shop - in their raw form, they are pure ambrosia
29. Baklava - we find ourselves at the source
30. Bagna cauda - here's a regional alternative: grate a clove of garlic into some seasoned grated fresh Cretan sun-kissed tomato; add chili if desired, and enjoy with good quality sourdough bread
31. Wasabi peas - try salted chickpeas (we call them (a)stragali, the Greek word for "ankle", as they are shaped) with a nip of tsikoudia home brew
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl - we have nothing like it, and I can't wait to try it
33. Salted lassi - Greek strained yoghurt with drizzling honey
34. Sauerkraut - stamnagathi; there is no salad quite like it
35. Root beer float - I've had a spider, but this has nothing to do with Cretan cuisine
36. Cognac with a fat cigar - salata zonianon is supposedly the best kind of smoked greens you can get, according to the Dutch...
37. Clotted cream tea - staka dip (with fried eggs)
38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O - try a Yiotis cake, if you're inclined towards cake mixes and the like
39. Gumbo - we find ourselves at the source
40. Oxtail - surely it can't be more exciting than goat's or sheep's balls
41. Curried goat - we eat plenty of goat in Crete, so this could be replicated
42. Whole insects - cats, dogs and hedgehogs were eaten during the war, but insects were definitely not
43. Phaal - only if you're into self-flagellation; the closest equivalent in Crete would be super-strength tsikoudia
44. Goat’s milk - my grandmother gave me fresh goat's milk to drink as soon as she'd milked the goats without boiling it, and I remember it was the best milk I'd ever had to drink
45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more - barrel-aged wine
46. Fugu - one's man food is another man's poison; Cretans eat stifno and avronies, both of which are considered toxic in other cultures
47. Chicken tikka masala - if the English can invent a dish and christen it Indian, they can invent a Greek dish too: the BBC has a recipe for vegetarian moussaka using lentils instead of mince; eat at your pleasure
48. Eel - moray eel; one of the tastiest fish I have ever had, eaten within hours of being caught in the region of Sfakia in southern Hania
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut - Yotis millefeuille is considered the culinary climax in terms of boxed cake mixes
50. Sea urchin - we find ourselves at the source
51. Prickly pear - we find ourselves at the source
52. Umeboshi - as a salted dried fruit, I found it quite revolting; similar prunes from different varieties are also sold all over Greece
53. Abalone - as I have tasted the real thing in New Zealand (which we call paua), I won't replace it; it is simply divine
54. Paneer - Cretan mizithra is much the same kind of thing as this Indian cheese
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal - Goody's Junior meal (it's just as plasticky, tasteless and fast)
56. Spaetzle - Cretan hilopites are just as gooey
57. Dirty gin martini - tsikoudia, especially the night it is distilled, straight from the spout
58. Beer above 8% ABV - beer is produced in Greece according to non-Greek traditions; one could instead try home-brewed Cretan rose wine, after it has been left to mature for five years; we are still drinking from my late father's barrels
59. Poutine - fry some potatoes on a gas element (not an electric ring) and sprinkle some mizithra cheese over them - they'll look more healthy rather than cheap and nasty
60. Carob chips - haroupia (carob pods); they remind you of chocolate, but aren't eaten any more, except by goats; my father remembers them as his first candy bar
61. S’mores - such processed culinary wonders are unheard of in Crete
62. Sweetbreads - although sweetbreads are eaten in Crete as part of a dish containing offal, the guts, heart, spleen, liver, kidneys and sweetbread cooked 'ofto'-style - thrown onto burning coals - are a more original version of offal, often eaten this way by hunters overnighting on mountains
63. Kaolin - try sea salt by the teaspoon if you desire that much to eat something that is generally speaking considered edible; it's especially tasty when you have collected it yourself from a salty beach and added it to your Greek salad
64. Currywurst - sounds very much like a melting pot culture's meal; try making a moussaka which is completely unrelated to what the average Greek will consider is moussaka - again the BBC is an expert on such concoctions; or maybe a Greek salad with the wrong type of tomato
65. Durian - no such thing as stinky fruit in Greece, or any kind of fruit that needs to be banned from hotels and public transport systems, for that matter
66. Frogs’ legs - spicy chicken wings can be just as tasty; far less troublesome, more easy to find
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake - poor Andrew, you don't know the Cretan xerotigana, do you...
68. Haggis - most cultures in the world have their own version of this Scottish specialty; in Greece it would have to be kokoretsi
69. Fried plantain - fried battered unripe bananas probably taste very similar; this is a popular fast food staple in New Zealand fish and chip shops
70. Chitterlings, or andouillette - Cretan gardoumia are an Easter specialty; another way to enjoy the ingredients used in this dish is as a soup called patsas, popularly served in old-fashioned mayeiria rather than tavernas
71. Gazpacho - never heard of cold soup served in Crete; gazpacho salad would probably go down better
72. Caviar and blini - fine food is recognised everywhere in the world; although I can only think of sea urchin accompanied by sourdough bread as an interesting alternative in Crete, I would also be inclined to keep this one in as is
73. Louche absinthe - I don't like ouzo myself, but my bet is it could safely replace this French drink; it certainly transforms its colour with the addition of water
74. Gjetost, or brunost - we can safely say that there are plenty of Cretan cheeses available for all tastes
75. Roadkill - I thought it was just us Cretans who did this; ask any Cretan hunter how he's caught a hare, and I'm sure this method will have been used by him at some point in his life
76. Baijiu - tsikoudia will do just fine, and probably tastes better
77. Hostess Fruit Pie - again, if mass-produced high-fat high-calorie prepared refrigerated food is something you crave, one could replace that with a Greek baker's milopita (apple pie)
78. Snail - we find ourselves at the source
79. Lapsang souchong - Cretan teas are famous for their clear natural taste and medicinal values; try malotira and diktamo when you come here
80. Bellini - this is all a matter of personal taste; limoncello can't be beat in my mind
81. Tom yum - I think a good kakavia (the Greek version of bouillebaisse) can easily replace it
82. Eggs Benedict - I would have to agree with Andrew; we all love a cooked egg with some bread, and it can take many different forms according to culture
83. Pocky - these biscuits look similar to mass-produced chocolate coated biscuits that are sold all over the world in different forms; I doubt the Japanese version is any better than other types of biscuits of this type
84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant - a meal in a mayeirio in the Agora of Hania; nothing quite like it...
85. Kobe beef - good Greek beef is hard to find in Greece; if you're worried about too many stringy bits in your meat, try lamb or goat instead
86. Hare - we find ourselves in the source
87. Goulash - fasolada and lentil soup (fa-kes) are both considered national Greek hearty soups
88. Flowers - we find ourselves at the source
89. Horse - like crocodile (number 5), this cannot be substituted
90. Criollo chocolate - chocolate is not a Cretan product, but it doesn't have to be Criollo chocolate to taste good
91. Spam - corned beef and canned luncheon meat used to be very popular in Greece when people were not able to keep products fresh; it'snow considered a kind of old-fashioned meat
92. Soft shell crab - we do this with shrimps when they are small enough, especially when they have been barbecued; ifsmall crabs were avaialble as frequently as shrimps here in Hania, I would probably eat them in this way too
93. Rose harissa - this complicated sauce sounds like it can be replaced by a good spicy sauce for stifado or soutzoukakia, which can be used to flavour spaghetti, potatoes and rice
94. Catfish - skate is also a very tasty fish when fried
95. Mole poblano - see rose harissa (number 93)
96. Bagel and lox - these should be mentioned separately; lox is not a Cretan specialty (and quite frankly, our cuisine is too rustic for such a refined food item), while the Greek koulouri is unbeatable for taste and shape
97. Lobster Thermidor - this sounds as special as the Greek version of bouillebaisse (kakavia), and just as expensive
98. Polenta - xinohondro; an old-fashioned wheat rusk, still enjoyed by people who have developed this acquired taste
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee - a cold, frothy frappe coffee, while sitting on a balcony overlooking the Mediterranean sea on a very hot summer's day
100. Snake - try hedgehog, another unusual meat; it was eaten during the war

The rules for the game Andrew invented (from Very Good Taste) are as follows:

1) Copy his original list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.
2) Bold all the items you’ve eaten.
3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.
4) Optional extra: Post a comment here at www.verygoodtaste.co.uk linking to your results.

5) My additional rule: Try to think of local alternatives that most of us who don't live near you will not have heard of and will be similar to something on Andrew's original list.

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Mini-break (Διακοπές)

Dear faithful followers of my blog,

While I was on holiday (can't wait to share it all with you, food and scenery), a post came up on my blog that I thought I had saved in draft form. Obviously I hadn't, and it was still in draft form when it appeared today on the blog, so I've removed it. This is just to let you know that if you find it in your readers, it is not missing - it is still being written...

Now, back to my mini-break. It was a chance NOT to do things I normally do:
  • cleaning
  • washing
  • cooking
  • drinking coffee
  • writing blog posts
  • over-using the computer
  • driving
  • supermarket shopping
  • using a telephone
  • watching/hearing the news
  • worrying about how to use up the bounty of an over-producing garden
I even managed to do some things that I don't normally do at all:
  • read a novel in three days
  • wear the same T-shirt for three days
  • let the children walk around in their underpants
  • sleep with both the window and shutters open
  • go for morning swims
  • sleep during siesta period
  • eat out twice a day
There are no secrets between friends about where I went:


... but to find out more about the place before I write up any posts, you may need to think more creatively than the sign writer in terms of spelling. I hope you can decipher the name in between the bullet holes found on the sign...

Monday, 8 September 2008

Cactus figs from Vathi (Παπουτσόσυκα από τη Βάθη)

Last weekend, I visited Alekos once again in Vathi (say 'VA-thee), a widely spread village built at the foothills of the Selino plains, set in what looks like a green crater dug out of the ground in which houses have sprouted. Vathi forms a part of a region known as Selino, in the south-east of Crete. Folklore relates that people from Selino like to pick up and throw stones around; the joke still exists: "What are you doing with that rock? Are you from Selino?"

The village is deeply set in the gap between the road and the hills, hence its name, Vathi, meaning 'depth', which isn't necessarily the reason it was given this name, although it makes it easier to remember when I pass the village on my way to indisputably one of the best beaches in the province of Hania, Elafonisi. On this visit, the first thing I noticed at the entrance to the village was the large rocks set at a vantage point overlooking a canyon, from where the area could be viewed, creating a relaxed atmosphere from where the canyon below can be viewed, a gutting chasm making its way linearly towards the Selino mountain range.


As I drove down the main road, Vathi looked large and well-organised, with a community centre and ornate village square. In the past, this was probably the case, with Vathi thriving as an oil-producing region. Before the advent of tourism, Elafonisi was simply the place where the sheep were taken for a saltwater bath, and for the shepherd lads who led them there to cool off naked in the cool crystal waters. Vathi remains the closest main centre before Elafonisi, but this is now its only attraction, as it has taken the same direction as other agricultural centres, silently suffering the fate of rural decline; apart from seasonal labour in the fields and the tourist sector, the only other thriving industry is the restoration of the old houses in the village and its environs.

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Vathi once housed over a hundred children in the now defunct village school house; today, there are about forty permanent residents in the village, all too old to lead animals to graze in the sparse pastures. This is now done with the help of 4x4 pick-up trucks, by the few able-bodied young men leftin the population. Economic migrants have moved into the village; the exodus of the young has left behind an ageing community which now requires the help of their offspring to care for them and the properties. Young laughter is still heard in the village as the population fluctuates according to the season.

In the summer, there can be up to 200 people, including the grandchildren of some of the residents, enjoying the tranquility of the village, broken by the whipping wind (the south coast of Crete is famous for it) rushing through the trees, giving them a permanent wave in their trunks. Many of the hosues are kept as country cottages. In the summer, there is also a steady stream of traffic from Hania making its way down to Elafonisi - and then back to Hania again in the late afternoon just before the sun goes down. The winter is a quiet period, when the locals ply the roads with their pick-up trucks, gathering olives for oil production and changing grazing locations for their cattle. The days are short and dark, the streets lights few, the evenings long.

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Rock and stone take on a prominent appearance on the hillsides. Seen from the main road before approaching Vathi, the mountains are littered with rocks, ending in the rock-filled ravine that run parallel to the road, which itself was carved out of jagged rocky hills. The grey crags jut out of lush green foliage which covers the mountains. This rocky appearance reaches a climax at Vathi's official starting points, both the north and the south, indicated by the sign bearing its place name. The remains of old rock constructions are visible in the fields: the mountainside was once bordered by stone fences forming terraces to facilitate in the cultivation of crops. The owners of the olive groves and crop terraces marked the borders with stone fencing. In some cases, the crops have disappeared; only the rocks remain.


The architecture of Vathi clearly attests to a long relationship with rock and stone. The first of its houses have rocks of different shapes and textures in their construction, sturdy looking walls held together with the earliest form of mortar available to the local residents, a dark-coloured mud mixture, eroded over the years, but not to a point where it has led to the collapse of the wall itself. Roofless stone houses abound in Vathi: the wooden roofs are missing, but the walls remain. During WW2, the village was burnt by the Germans during the Nazi occupation of Crete in revenge for the deaths of German soldiers. After the war, the residents made their way to the centre, the mainland, or even further afield, to another country, leaving behind the scraps that remained of their houses.

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vathi hania chania vathi hania chania

The arrival of economic migrants has helped the village to maintain Vathi's role in both the tourist and agricultural sectors. The olives are picked and gathered by them when the locals are unable to do it themselves. Many people whose family roots lie in the village but do not themselves live there use their services, as this is the only way to maintain their land and property. When there are no inhabitants in the stone houses of Vathi, they suffer the same fate as the village, subjected to the elements without a caring hand to wipe away the dust that seeps through the nooks and crannies of the stone walls, or someone to lay a coat of paint over the windbeaten doors and windows. They have helped in their own unique way to keep the village alive with their labour on the fields and in the renovation of the houses. Apart from Elafonisi, the monastery of Hrisoskalitissa, also found on the same route, attracts pilgrims and tourists alike throughout the year, culminating in the festival on 15 August of the Dormition (Assumption) of the Virgin Mary.


Stone work is evident in all the new structures, in an attempt to keep in line with the landscape of Vathi and its surroundings, for the sake of tradition. The roughshod has given way to more symmetrical callisthetic designs for ornamental purposes rather than the purpose built walls from which these new structures derive: smooth round rocks of uniform size adorn the war memorial in the town's square, where the trees and flower beds have been sectioned off with more stonework. New fences and walls mirror the designs of the forefathers of the people of Vathi, without altering the original patterns and colours.


The functional element of rock has never been overlooked. The old olive processing plant may be past its functional use, but it is still standing, despite the cruelty inflicted on it by the elements and the ravages of time. The doors have long gone, as if sending out a message that the olive oil factory does not welcome people through them any longer. Apart from the reservoir, only the original grinding stones remain of the equipment that was once used to produce cold-pressed olive oil. Perhaps they were too old to be lifted and transported to a museum...

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Rocks unearthed from current excavation work are used in the construction of foundations. The coastal area of Elafonisi was never inhabited by a permanent community in former times, as there had never been an adequate water supply running to this point on the island. With the modern road network extended, irrigation pipes have also been laid, allowing hotels and restaurants to ply their trade during the summer months, while in the winter months, hothouse vegetables are grown in the newly-erected greenhouses, the foundations of which are built on the rocks that are unearthed when the land is shifted to make way for their construction.

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Where did all these rocks come from? Legend has it that when God was shaping the world, he was left with just a few stones. He scooped them up from the ground and threw them into the air. A few piled up one on top of the other (mainland Greece), while the remaining scattered here and there (and her islands). A more difficult question to answer is how they got to their final destination, as part of the walls of the oldest houses in the village at a time when cars and transport facilities were virtually non-existent. Beasts of burden were once the main form of transport, carrying everything from sacks of olives, fruit and produce, and building materials, primarily those rocks that needed to be disposed of from the cultivated land, to be turned into sturdy shelters for the inhabitants of what was once a thriving rural area. I did actually see a donkey tied up outside a taverna in the area, but it was difficult to work out whether the animal was being used as a tourist gimmick, or kept by a farmer who hasn't learnt to drive a 4X4.

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Stonework is an essential element in the building of a new church. The rocks aren't hard to locate, as the whole area of made up of rocky hills. find; they are even left on the side of the road near the collection bin if too many were gathered for a recent building project, as if calling out to the passers-by: "free to a good home."

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A good time to collect the best pieces would probably be in the summer when the river runs dry and exposes the most glittering examples of stone that it carried in its embrace during the rainy season.

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After Vathi, the only other village before the monastery and the coast is Plokamiana. The landscape then becomes deserted, save the sheep and the more adventurous goats that clamber over the rocks, making it look like a simple jig.

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The scenery gives way to more rock and stone, into which roads have been carved to cater for the growing tourism in the region given its proximity to Elafonisi, a revival point for the whole area, indisputably the best beach in the province, the perfect place to soothe your parched skin and dry eyes after the beating they will have suffered from the clouds of dust created by the river of traffic all making its way to the same nature spot. With the improved road system, the interest shown by retired Northern Europeans in buying Mediterranean property, and the conglomerates searching for new commercial ventures without considering the costs incurred to nature, maybe a new village is waiting to emerge from within the crevices of these rocky hills...

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Despite the parched arid appearance of the area, the soil in Vathi is very fertile. My friend Aleko has all manner of fruit trees growing around his property. My favorite is the cactus plant, which grows side by side with a flax bush; water-bearing pachyderms do well in dry environments. Papoutsosika (παπουτσόσυκα) - prickly pears, cactus figs - also known as frangosika (φραγκόσυκα) may look unappealing when seen on the cactus, covered in thorns, but if you know how to gather and peel them without getting stung, they are better than ice-cream on a hot day at the tail-end of summer, which is when they are ripe. They start off as a prickly green bud, turning orange during the summer, but they won't actually be ripe until the end of August. To cut them off the tree, I stick a fork in the thick leaf and cut away the heavy part drooping with fruit with the knife in my other hand. I throw them as is into a bag without laying a finger on them; the thorns may look fine and as wispy as hair, but their sting is sharp and they cannot be seen easily in the skin, so that they become difficult to remove. This is important to remember when cleaning them at home.

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cactus fig prickly pear

Before peeling them, wash them in the sink; this removes most of the thorns. Again using a knife and fork, peel away the skin, which does actually come off easily, like a banana skin. Fridge cooled cactus figs should be mentioned in a list of the world's most exotic food, something (along with sea urchins) that one should endeavour to savour before they depart from the world, hopefull well before their dieatary needs do not need artificial support , as prockly pears contain hard black seeds which do not break down easily in the digestive system. Either they clog you up or keep you going frequently...

If you're interested in edible ways to use the cactus leaf that the fruit sits on, there are creative recipes that you can try; apparently the Mexicans use it (thorns removed). Laurene has given me a few ideas you may want to try out: In Mexican, they are called nopalitos. They can be used in a salad or as an appetiser.

This post is dedicated to my loyal friends in Vathi, Alekos, his wife Eurydice and their children Ruby and Anthony.

This is my entry for Kalyn's Weekend Herb Blogging hosted this week by Gretchen from Canela & Comino.

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Friday, 5 September 2008

I see red (Βλέπω κόκκινο)

(Apologies to the Finn brothers)
When I open up my fridge,
I see red, I see red, I see red!
I don't even say: 'Yes, please,'
I see red, I see red, I see red!

I see re-e-ed,
Ooh, I see red!
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I see re-e-e-e-ed ------

Piled high like a mountain,
they're just right for bottling,
they're - heir - looms,
home - pro - duce!

Squeeze them little cherries,
Put them in the deep freeze, won't you?
They'll - make - good
V -8 - juice!

Cheers - to - you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I open up my fridge,
I see red, I see red, I see red!
I don't even say: 'Yes, please,'
I see red, I see red, I see red!

I see re-e-ed,
Ooh, I see red!
I see re-e-e-e-ed--

If you don't know the Split Enz song "I see red" (and how would you if you aren't a Kiwi), you can watch the video. Just imagine a squat dark-haired Greek woman doing what Tim Finn is doing when he sees that woman passing by the window, especially when I woke up this morning and entered the kitchen.

If your taste in music is less ethnic and more globalised, you can just sing along to the following instead:

Old McDonald had a farm,
To-ma-to-ma-to!
And on that farm he raised some toms,
To-ma-to-ma-to!

With a cherry here, and an heirloom there,

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toms here,

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toms there,

P9050004

tom toms EVERYWHERE,

P9050001

Old McDonald had a farm,
To-ma-to-ma-to!

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