The Greek Table

I met Vasilis during my pre-workshop days at Archodissa. He is one of Tassos of Thassos’ best friends. They grew up in Theologos together, and he was the person who “bapticide” Tassos’ son, which means he was made the godfather. Vasilis’ voice is deep and rasps, almost as if he needs to clear his throat … Continue reading The Greek Table

Me Want Cookies

Things that Santa Claus and I have in common: 1. We like soft clothing 2. We have a distinctive (and perhaps frighteningly loud) laugh 3. We can consume a staggering number of cookies in a single day Earlier this month, I was asked to do something that quintessentially was a dream come true and marked one of my … Continue reading Me Want Cookies

A Day in Thassos

“For who is the greater, one who reclines at table or one who serves? Is it not the one who reclines at table? But I am among you as the one who serves.” Luke 22:27 It’s alive Sea urchins have just been split open like sacrifices, their insides pulled out and passed around the table. Our … Continue reading A Day in Thassos