Fishy Recipe

fish mai

I did mention that there is this lovely Turkish store right in my neighborhood…shopping there is like shopping at a Greek local Manaviko of the 70 ies. Every time I go there, I find more common ground between the Turks and the Greeks, the names of food and spices…
Recently, I found a fish which we used to eat quite a lot back when we lived in Greece. I never liked to cook fish much, cause cleaning and handling it always made me feel queazy.
But, the kids love this fish, so it had to come home with me.
Not having a balcony for a BBQ can be a problem which can be overcome by an oven!

Tasty Fish in Baking paper

Dorade (Gilt head bream)
lemon juice
olive oil
baking paper

Preheat oven to 175 degrees Celsius

wash the fish thoroughly and pat dry
chop parsley
slice lemon and garlic
sprinkle the fish with salt and pepper inside out
place the slice of lemon, several slices of garlic and about a teaspoon of parsley into the abdominal cavity
place fish on the baking sheet
sprinkle with lemon juice and olive oil
Last -put another slice of lemon and some more garlic on top
sprinkle with more chopped parsley

Fold the baking paper to shape into a package(alternatively if you have kitchen string you can tie up the ends).
Then put the package on a baking dish and place it into the preheated oven for 15 – 20 minutes(depending on the size of the fish).

To serve –
Place the package on a plate.

Goes well with Greek Salad and pan potatoes.
…oh and a lovely dry white wine of your choice.

Kαλή όρεξη!!!


Split second – a brief moment in time


Life is a series of split moments in time
some with frozen images in the back of our minds
sometimes the mind conjures them up
with a wink of deja vu
that stun you
with a trembling sense of recollection
a deep rooted emotion tied to just that
moment in time.

Cities tell tales


A city is where you can sign a petition, boo the chief justice, fish off a pier, gaze at a hippopotamus, buy a flower at the corner, or get a good hamburger or a bad girl at 4 A.M. A city is where sirens make white streaks of sound in the sky and foghorns speak in dark grays.

Herb Caen – U.S. journalist – 1916-1997

The River runs through it

The River runs through it

Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time?”
That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past nor the shadow of the future.

From Siddhartha by Herman Hesse – German poet, novelist, and painter. 1877-1962

On the move or standing still?

On the move or standing still?

On the move is just a matter of perception
while standing stationary
the world is moving
all objects
actively changing
the view.
Nothing is ever
completely still.

Inertia, states that an object continues in its state of rest or of uniform motion unless compelled to change that state by an external force(Newton’s first law of motion).

Sir Isaac Newton – English physicist and mathematician, 1643-1727



Spring? she asked.
Yeah, spring! he said.
Oh, I get it.The season with flowers, sunshine and birds singing?
No, not that spring.
Ah, so you mean where water or oil comes from?
Not that one either.
Spring like in leaping into the air?
Spring as in paying or treating then?
Wrong again!
I give up? What do you mean?
Spring, dear…those metal coils designed to oppose compression along the axis of wind!
Wind? she asked.
Yeah! Wind, dear!
As in air movement???

Close Up vs the Big Picture

 Close Up  vs the Big Picture

Can’t see the forest for the trees

Our minds are pitched
beauty and ugliness
good and bad
right and wrong
happy and sad.

Our lives- the roads we travel.
Pieces of a mosaic.
Every step and situation,
every relationship
or success-
they are the colors
added by our thoughts and feelings.

the focus too long:
Losing out on the big picture,
the whole becomes something less…