Sunday, January 13, 2008

Athens: Day 2

Today was a no alarm day. We slept in until one in the afternoon. We went to check out the Acropolis but it was closing so the lady told us to come back tomorrow and it would be free! Great idea, we're pretty much all about free stuff at this point. So we decided to explore the area a little bit and this is where we found true Greek housing! It is beautiful and so quaint. The little village clinging to the side of the Acropolis is called Anafiotika and is considered Athens’s loveliest and quirkiest neighborhood. Its created island style, filled with various dome-topped blue and white houses in a maze of tiny passage ways. We had a blast exploring the place and of course took lots of photos. We then meandered down some of the nearby streets of Plaka, stopping in at various tourist shops for many souvenirs. It was then that we discovered a cute little candle-lit restaurant. We decided we'd love to have dinner there and ended up being the only ones in the entire place because most Greek people eat later. Because of this, our waiter was very attentive. He pretty much watch us the entire time from a corner of the room which was a little disturbing at first until we realized he was trying to time the courses properly. He wouldn't bring our salads until we finished our bread and then didn't bring the main course until we were done with the salad. Everything was delicious and we shared a lamb-and-potato dish as well as some penne pasta, greek salad and bread with oil and olives.

Char

3 comments:

rachel said...

So, basically, your blog should have been called "Girls Eating Their Way Through Europe" instead of just being there. ;)

But please, do keep it up with the food writing. I have been enjoying it immensely. :)

gourmetgirl said...

Yes, I think I'd have to agree...you just might get yourselves into Top Food Writers of 2008! :) OK so I think I'd like Greece...can't wait to hear more!

Anonymous said...

When you run out of money, you can work in the restaurants and pick up some trade secrets ... then come home and share... or maybe just come home... we miss you.

Aunt Debbie