As spring is struggling to take hold, I am yearning for some warm weather, which makes me think of Greece. There is nothing like being in Greece in summer. Even amongst the marble and concrete of Athens, it is such a pleasure to sit under the shade of a tree in a taverna or cafe watching the world go by.
The thing I loved most was the amazingly fresh food prepared to order, in just about everywhere I ate. I found it impossible to have a bad meal. Even the most simple of salads were made with the juiciest tomatoes, crunchy cucumbers and capsicum, olives with the most incredible flavour, and all drizzled with the fabulously fruity olive oil.
A meal was not complete unless it came with either garlicky Tzatzki made with the best yoghurt on the planet, creamy Taramasalata or eggplant dip.
But it was the Octopus that had me at hello! Traditionally after catching and bashing against the rocks, the octopus are hung to dry in the sun and air, before being char-grilled or served in a vinaigrette. It was quite a regular occurence to walk past a taverna and seeing the Octopus strung up in all its glory.
In Athens, we found a tiny little taverna in the district Psirri, which not far from Monastiraki Square which made the most amazing char-grilled Octopus you could ever imagine. Should you be in Athens, head to Psirri Square and look out for this restaurant;
The octopus was so tender the huge tentacles just melted in our mouth. We went back again the next day for lunch to have it again but they were out of char-grilled so we had the vinaigrette variety (seen here in the pic) – which was ALMOST as good.
You just can’t get Octopus like that in Australia.
Ahhhhhhh (sigh), the joys of travel…………………..