[click on the images to enlarge] “We use large clay pots from Sifnos” said Stella, showing me the lamb hotpot with pride. “No water. Just herbs and a sprinkle of white wine. Once you get the food out, it’s full of juices. It sweats. It cooks in its own juice”. Stella, manager of the Sirocco […]
Folegandros by night
Folegandros on a Saturday night isn’t exactly larging it, but as the images below show, it has its own, individual charm.
Images of Ios
Ios is the island I associate most with my teenage years when I used to come with my Greek and English friends, camp out in the open and swim naked on Mylopotas beach. It was the youth island par excellence, rivalled only by Mykonos. Sadly, around the turn of the century, things deteriorated: drunks caused […]