Παραδοσιακόν Αρτοποιείον Ι. Δρόσιτη

Baker Wisdom

I haven’t forgot about all the lovely Auslander readers out there, it is just that between packing, moving, unpacking, and getting the Koukoulaika house livable, there hasn’t been much time for anything else. I have lots to share with all of you and plan to do so once I catch my breath. But here’s small snippet of a conversation I had with a baker yesterday:

He works in an artisan bakery that has been in his family for generations. The bakery is in Lafkos, a village perched on a hillside 20 minutes from Koukoulaika. The bakery is nestled down a narrow stone alleyway—draped in jasmine and bougainvillea—the plants offers a bit of respite from the afternoon heat. After buying a beautiful loaf of bread, and an assortment of pastries with feta and honey, the baker asked me where I am from. I told him I was from the US, but had recently moved to the Pelion Peninsula and planned to be here for awhile. He looked at me with a big smile and said, using his hands to emphasize his point, that I would gain many riches while I’m here, not monetary of course, but an experience that will enrich my life in unimaginable ways. I smiled in agreement and promised that he would see me again soon.

Adio, for now:-)