Friday, April 25/2025

 

Had not been overly optimistic re the WiFi but, happily, the girl in charge of the bnb does follow up. Texts that someone will be round in an hour and is promptly with us, cheerful young woman, quick on the uptake, and technically good. I tell her I’d choose WiFi over a fridge and she says ‘Oh so would I - you can always go out to eat”. And we have WiFi. Without which it’s becoming impossible to function. Want to check a train time? It’s online. Could call the station. Where do you get the number? Call the operator? You’re joking. Take a bus to the station and inquire. They will tell you - but no longer hand out the convenient little pamphlets with train times. You can get the info online.

Down to Aldi for basic food and then across to a street corner market for oranges, grapes, bananas and peppers. But we pass Roses, now a five minute walk from our new flat, and inquire. Yes, the kleftiko we have been eating there for the past fifteen years is no longer a weekly special. It has a regular slot on the menu. The best we’ve eaten anywhere, including Cyprus.

So back at dinner. And it’s still a winner. A couple of regulars also in the restaurant but it’s nearly empty. As are the neighbouring establishments. Can only hope they stay in business but the economy is in trouble. People are hurting and eating out is one of the first things to go. Sixth largest economy in the world, but not very evenly distributed.

Kleftiko, as always, butter soft, and too much to finish in a single sitting. £ 14.95 ($27.60 CAD). Includes tax, so equivalent to $24.40  plus tax.