Photo from Blacksmith’s Facebook page
What will probably, despite our having expressed hopes otherwise, be the last meal the six of us have out together. Booked at The Blacksmith, in the oldest part of Larnaca - well, discounting ancient Kition, settled circa 1300 bc - hoping that a Tuesday night will be quiet enough to converse. The building actually was a blacksmith’s in the path, and has quite a lot of old tools, pots, etc as decor. It also has probably the best meze in town. Far too much of it, as seems to be the point of mezes, but this means a bonanza for Harry and Ailsa’s many dogs and cats, as there is what would otherwise seem like a sinful amount of leftovers.
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