Well given my previous culinary admission, that & the heat, there was no way I was cooking evening meals on the boat!
I did make Greek salads for lunch now that I was an acknowledged expert, but when not just cold snacking on the boat evenings alternated between Kostas’s Snack Bar (Gyros), the Corner Cafe (Meze), the Taverna (Posh! night) and Saturdays, of course,(Pizza carry out.)
Ah that’s better – Heaven !
One advantage of all of this was the fridge was available for normal man cave gear as you can see.
Now , is that not a properly stocked boat fridge? even has cocktail sausages!
A secondary advantage was – given I would probably be on an enforced Fast 800 when the boss returned I might as well enjoy further man size luxuries when the cat was away!
But wait a minute is that not a cat entering stage left?
No problem there’s enough for two & those used to be her favourites.
Nae Clipin’ !
Ach I’m only posing – the beer’s no even opened…… yet!
I even found a use for the few extra corks I managed to assemble.
Friday night at Kostas’ was just like being at Ashton Lane, Byres Road, except it was dry and warm.
Greek “Ashton Lane” – people watching
A downside however of too many retsinas was that one morning looking across the habour I thought to myself
“ That wee tower looks like he’s just noticed all the modern buildings that weren’t there before !”
You may need to zoom in to see what I mean.
The surprised tower
Another strange thing happened, not retsina related. I was returning from the supermarket and came upon a horse tethered on the grass near the marina. As I passed, a little collie type dog came barking at me, I thought nothing of it.
That night heading out the horse had moved to a different munching area. When I went to take it’s picture the same little mutt comes snapping at my heels.
He had been hiding in the grass – he’s the horse’s minder ! lol.
