Tonight is our last night in Santorini. Tomorrow, we bid farewell to the land of feta cheese, moussaka and the best gosh darn tzatziki dip I’ve ever eaten.
Below, a small look at what Gord and I have eaten recently.
Oia is the perfect Greek island city. Rows upon rows of white plaster houses line the cliffs and domed blue roofs sparkle on the horizon. Oia is on the other side of the island from where we’re staying, but we got the chance to wine and dine (minus the wine) in the city on our second night in Santorini. Our dinner followed a super exhausting, all-day excursion that saw us climb cliffs, hike up a volcano and swim in stinky, sulfurous hot springs. This dinner was our reward for our adventurous day.
This seems like the most un-cultured and un-foodie thing ever, but I really, really love European Fanta. As far as I know, they don’t have the plain old orange stuff in Canada (I think it is some tangerine nonsense), so I always load up when I come to any European country. The Europeans know their fizzy drinks.
Gord was a little more sophisticated and went for the standard bubbly water.
As for the meal itself, we decided to get a mix-up of different, classic Greek appetizers. The first was my personal favourite (and I think Gord would agree). It was a BAKED FETA DIP. Note to everyone reading this: baked cheese is normally extraordinary, but baked feta is all together outstanding. There were tomatoes, green peppers and red onions mixed in. We piled it on top of bread and gorged shamelessly. This is definitely on top of my “will recreate once back in Ottawa” list.
Our other appetizer platter was a combination of several other wonderful traditional Greek things: fava beans, an eggplant salad (the Greeks love their eggplant!), stuffed grape leaves, fried cheese (yes, this is actually exactly what it sounds like) and some other Greek food that was so traditional there wasn’t even an English name for it on the menu. There were way too many consonants in the word for it to make any sense.
I returned to Oia this afternoon in hopes of turning all my window shopping that happened the other day into real life purchases. Turns out that everything was ridiculously overpriced, so I only came away with a magnet and a few postcards. I did, however, manage to get some lunch in, including a delicious (albeit probably not very traditional) cheese and vegetable tart and a piece of cream puff cake. The latter was actually a bunch of chocolate eclairs stuffed into cake form. Creamy and delicious. Exactly what I did not need, but delicious nonetheless.
Alright, well that was all for our Oia dining.
Next stop on this crazy adventure? After a night in Athens we’re off to Italy where I hope to eat my body weight (and more) in pasta, pizza and gelato.