J has a large bag of artichokes from Saturday's market (€1.70 for the bag - £1.53 GBP or $2.40 CAD). They're quite a bit of work as he peels down to the hearts, but incredibly good. Much too good not to share, so M&M stop to have an early lunch with the sliced hearts sautéed and other nibbles. Minus tablecloth as we've begun packing things away for the season.
There's an exhibition opening at the gallery on Stadiou, so we go. Turns out to be paintings by a man called rinos Stefani. We try to be appreciative but fail. It's not simply that the pictures are ugly - there's no reason that art shouldn't be ugly - it's that try as we might we can't spot any signs of talent. J points out that a high proportion of the paintings are dated 2009, and it's hard not to think that none of them has taken very long to produce - childish, charmless and devoid of impact. We've circled the gallery twice when it's time for the speeches to start and we decide that's our cue to leave. No real point in waiting for the wine and nuts. Lovely warm night for the walk back though.
JAWORSKI TRAVELS