Redefining the Greek meze

Sui Generis

I’m at a traditional olive farm, lying in the green grass dotted with yellow wildflowers. The sun filters out through the dense foliage of the boughs of the olive trees and their sharp aroma tingles my nose. An almost salty breeze hits my skin as I stare at the pale blue Mediterranean sky, lost in the comfort and warmth of Greece.I am soaking in this feeling of absolute euphoria as I gently surrender myself to the hands of an afternoon siesta, only to wake up in my kitchen with a can of olives held up close to my nose...

A sunny afternoon in Greece

On my journey of discovering food, I have come across various cuisines that have, since their introduction, left a huge mark on the world around them. Arguably the healthiest world cuisine, it was quite a haply event which led me to recreate…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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