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Showing posts with label Sikinos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sikinos. Show all posts
Wednesday, 22 May 2013
Thursday, 16 May 2013
Sikinos’s Priests are Multitalented | Greece.GreekReporter.com Latest News from Greece
Sikinos’s Priests are Multitalented | Greece.GreekReporter.com Latest News from Greece
One of the priests is a former Navy frogman, the other a a violinist and beekeeper.
One of the priests is a former Navy frogman, the other a a violinist and beekeeper.
“The will is the lever that moves every effort, that realizes every thought. I want to give this message to my children that when we want something very much we can achieve it,” said 60-year-old father Spyridon.
Sunday, 29 April 2012
Sea's humble relations are not to be frowned upon
http://www.ekathimerini.com/4dcgi/_w_articles_wsite7_2092_26/04/2012_438467
Read about fish soup.
Two things come to mind.
A small taverna in Sikinos that had fish soup / stew on the menu. But the only fish left was fish heads. A tasty dish, but not that pleasant to look at.
In Greece the soup is often served in a bowl, and the fish and vegetables on a plate - so you get both a starter and a main course. I hadn't realised that the soup would be served in this way, and ordered both fish soup and another main course. The people in the taverna thought I was very hungry! Now I always ask, when ordering fish soup, if it is just a small bowl of soup, or a bowl of soup and a plate full of fish and vegetables.
Read about fish soup.
Two things come to mind.
A small taverna in Sikinos that had fish soup / stew on the menu. But the only fish left was fish heads. A tasty dish, but not that pleasant to look at.
In Greece the soup is often served in a bowl, and the fish and vegetables on a plate - so you get both a starter and a main course. I hadn't realised that the soup would be served in this way, and ordered both fish soup and another main course. The people in the taverna thought I was very hungry! Now I always ask, when ordering fish soup, if it is just a small bowl of soup, or a bowl of soup and a plate full of fish and vegetables.
Monday, 4 April 2011
Sikinos - Locked Out On Sikinos
The wind is getting up. I had hung out some washing - a two sock peg wind. (I judge wind speed by the number of pegs I use to hold a sock on a washing line!) I heard a plastic chair blow along the balcony, and dashed outside and brought the chair into my room. The `balcony' runs the length of the building (two long rooms wide), and is used by those in the know as a link between the upper and lower paths though the village. My room has three windows. Both the bedroom and kitchen windows are shut. The bathroom window will not shut. I have to remember to keep bathroom door shut (I was thinking more of keeping out stinging insects than human intruders). There is a key in the bathroom door, and if I was really concerned about security (would anyone climb in through my bathroom window in Sikinos?) I could keep the bathroom door locked from the bedroom side. Lucky that I did not lock the door…………. read on!
The shutters on the kitchen window are shut; they kept the dazzling morning sun out and I did not bother re-opening them. The main shutters are open, but not fastened back. I heard shutters banging and dashed outside to fasten them back. I got to the door to come in. And found that the door had slammed shut. The key was inside the door. There was a large outside knob but no outside handle. Why that combination? It seemed to be asking for trouble in the windy Aegean; until the door slammed shut I had not appreciated that I would be stranded if the door slammed shut. Lucky for me that it was not the middle of the night! Sheepishly I padded across to landlady Maria's house to explain. Maria lived in the house next door, divided by a small garden area from the building I was staying in. I was barefoot as all my footwear was indoors. It was lucky that in my eagerness to stop that shutter banging I had not dashed out half naked. There was nothing in which to hide any nakedness except prickly pears - apart from the socks and undies on the line. Maria is not a smiley woman! Her husband climbed through my bathroom window. He was grinning broadly when he opened the door and gave me the key. Maria gestured in no uncertain terms that in future I should leave the key in the outside of the door.
The shutters on the kitchen window are shut; they kept the dazzling morning sun out and I did not bother re-opening them. The main shutters are open, but not fastened back. I heard shutters banging and dashed outside to fasten them back. I got to the door to come in. And found that the door had slammed shut. The key was inside the door. There was a large outside knob but no outside handle. Why that combination? It seemed to be asking for trouble in the windy Aegean; until the door slammed shut I had not appreciated that I would be stranded if the door slammed shut. Lucky for me that it was not the middle of the night! Sheepishly I padded across to landlady Maria's house to explain. Maria lived in the house next door, divided by a small garden area from the building I was staying in. I was barefoot as all my footwear was indoors. It was lucky that in my eagerness to stop that shutter banging I had not dashed out half naked. There was nothing in which to hide any nakedness except prickly pears - apart from the socks and undies on the line. Maria is not a smiley woman! Her husband climbed through my bathroom window. He was grinning broadly when he opened the door and gave me the key. Maria gestured in no uncertain terms that in future I should leave the key in the outside of the door.
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