Yesterday was Market Day in my Greek village, so this post is all about food! It’s so amazing how so many foods and food habits you take for granted really vary from one country to another.
I would say that my food situation here has been pretty similar to my food situation in France, particularly when I lived in a studio apartment and had two hot plates. This means that, in terms of cooking, I have to time things better and make use of just two pans. Also, since it’s slower and less controlled than a gas or electric stovetop, I make more of something (grains, lentils, etc.) at one time.
My grocery adventures are also very similar to how things were in France. I have a little shop right down the block from my apartment and I can get a lot of things there, but it’s a bit more expensive. There is also a larger grocery store (“My Market”) about a half mile away. Like in Germany, you weigh your own produce and print out a barcode for it. I actually forgot to do this the first time, but the cashier was very nice about it. (Or very mean, but in a passive-aggressive tone and I just couldn’t understand because it was in Greek) I have been into a shop daily since I’ve been here, buying a couple of things at a time. This is how I shopped in France, too, and I just kept food in the apartment on a subsistence basis.
There is also a bakery. I got some bread and did soup the first few nights when the apartment felt very cold to me. I’ve since adjusted to the temperature and I don’t think I’ll be eating as much soup. It’s funny, though, how tasting this soup and bread combo (and the same soup as France!) catapults me back to watching “How I Met Your Mother” in my tiny French apartment.
I have also had Greek yogurt and honey for breakfast. Yesterday, I tried these sweet breads for the first time. I think they’re called Koulourakia, and they come in a handful of flavors at the bakery. I make the coffee in a stovetop coffee pot (a process that I didn’t miss AT ALL if anyone is wondering) and Greek coffee is finely ground and quite strong.
Yesterday, I went to the market. The thing that was completely new to me was the quantity of zucchini flowers!
Isn’t this beautiful? The vendor asked me to make sure that you saw the beautiful open flowers, too. :) I’m going to attempt to make stuffed zucchini flowers today, so I’ll let you know how that goes.
This is my market haul:
Last night, I made my own tzatziki sauce and put it on a cucumber and tomato salad. I ate this with bread and a handful of olives. I never considered myself an “olive” person before our transcendent olive experience at Raddichio in Philadelphia, but now I’m going to try all of the varieties I can. It’s the thing to do, you know? ((This does not mean I will ever eat olives on pizza – that is disgusting and should be illegal))
Also, a common lunch for me lentils, bulgur, and feta. I can make a lot of this, take it in a Tupperware, and eat it cold.
That’s all for now. :)