Our dinner is waiting for us back at our apartment. . .thanks to Fotini (foe-tee-NEE), the woman from whom we are renting and also our next-door-neighbor. As we have settled into life on this magnificent harbor we realize everyone knows 'our' Fotini. . .we are asked where we are staying and we show the official businness card and the response is, "You stay at Fotini's."
We consider our stay here one of our best - thanks to Fotini making us feel a part of her family. She and her husband do live next door, her daughter and grand-child and husband are above us and we speculate that a fellow just down the road might be related as well.
Fotini and her husband, we think, are about our ages - and constantly on the go. They come and go by small boat as we do at home by car. But when Fotini is home, she cooks and when she cooks, she shares. Our first day in the studio I was 'preparing' lunch: opening a package of sliced cheese to have with a sliced tomato and bread when I heard Joel chatting with Fotini. She had brought us a little something for lunch: shrimp risotto, complete with a lemon to squeeze. (I sliced the tomato):
Since that first feast Fotini has provided a plate of pastries for my morning coffee and two days ago she brought us a plate of baklava from her sister-in-law in Turkey. But back to tonight's dinner: yesterday while she and her husband were gone, his brother brought them a large fireshly caught fish. . .we said we'd keep it in our place until they came home. I took it over to them this morning and we headed out for a walk. When we got home, we found our dinner waiting for us - a wonderful pot of fish stew (we had some for lunch) and cake.
that shrimp risotto looks awesome. I'd like to see more ocean pics please!ReplyDelete