When I was in Greece in 1973, I would love eating in local cafes, because you would go into the kitchen, lift the lids and see and smell what was on offer. From that, you would choose your dinner. Ever so much more agreeable that looking at pictures on the wall outside.
Hang on, where were you in Greece in 73? Me too: our paths may have crossed! I wonder if you like me (and my stunning mystery companion) failed to notice there was a miltary coup going on?
Mike, FWIW, I had spent three years in Viet Nam as part of, and surrounded by, violence. Greece was comparatively peaceful by far.
As I recollect, I was in the environs of Athens, and on the islands of Kea, and Crete. Learned the value of lemon as a seasoning, and that it was impossible to find peanut butter in Greece (except at US military bases). Having lusted for a MacDonald's Big Mac when I was there, upon my return to the States, I ordered one, took on bite, and threw it away.
Yes, I can imagine the odd tank and soldiers hanging around the place must have seemed perfectly normal.
We passed through Athens (having caught a half empty ferry across from Brindisi -- there was a cholera outbreak that year, and we'd already had inoculations in GB) -- en route to the islands of Mykonos and Ios, both now major holiday destinations, but then still "unspoiled" i.e. mainly pre-electric. A long time ago, and I'm sure the locals much prefer the way it is now...
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This was in Austria, in 2011.
When I was in Greece in 1973, I would love eating in local cafes, because you would go into the kitchen, lift the lids and see and smell what was on offer. From that, you would choose your dinner. Ever so much more agreeable that looking at pictures on the wall outside.
Hang on, where were you in Greece in 73? Me too: our paths may have crossed! I wonder if you like me (and my stunning mystery companion) failed to notice there was a miltary coup going on?
Mike
Mike,
FWIW, I had spent three years in Viet Nam as part of, and surrounded by, violence. Greece was comparatively peaceful by far.
As I recollect, I was in the environs of Athens, and on the islands of Kea, and Crete. Learned the value of lemon as a seasoning, and that it was impossible to find peanut butter in Greece (except at US military bases). Having lusted for a MacDonald's Big Mac when I was there, upon my return to the States, I ordered one, took on bite, and threw it away.
Yes, I can imagine the odd tank and soldiers hanging around the place must have seemed perfectly normal.
We passed through Athens (having caught a half empty ferry across from Brindisi -- there was a cholera outbreak that year, and we'd already had inoculations in GB) -- en route to the islands of Mykonos and Ios, both now major holiday destinations, but then still "unspoiled" i.e. mainly pre-electric. A long time ago, and I'm sure the locals much prefer the way it is now...
Mike
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