When we opened our patio doors, there was Muchka asleep on the chair. I fed her the last of the white bait. Our taxi arrived to take us to the port town of Pothia for one night before our flights home. After saying goodbye to our lovely Muchka, we were off. Crazy how sad I was leaving our pregnant Muchka behind.
We arrived to a bustling port town and checked into an Airbnb. We had an early flight to Athens then on to Frankfurt with Lufthansa before heading home on Air Canada.
We found an out of the way restaurant to have lunch and were seated at a table with a strong cooling breeze as the temperature rose to 25 degrees. I had my last meal of calamari. It was very good. We shared a cucumber and tomato salad while Jill had a deconstructed gyro. We found a bakery that had baklava type pastries with pistachios and we bought a couple to have with coffee back at our place.
We were still somewhat full from lunch, but decided to have a light snack at the restaurant just steps from our place in the alley. We ordered a beer to split while deciding what to eat. To our surprise we were brought three plates called meze which came with the price of the beer - pasta salad with ham, beans and peas, pickled beets with a mayo dressing and pickled tiny onions in a sauce. We ordered cheese saganaki to share and one pork souvlaki to share which came with fried pita and tzatziki. Probably the best souvlaki we have ever had. We got the only table which wasn’t reserved on Saturday night. This must have been a very popular restaurant as throngs of people kept arriving hoping for a table, all being told, sorry, all tables are reserved. The voices from the restaurant continued well into the night as they echoed throughout the alley. Luckily our place was somewhat insulated, which allowed us to get to sleep despite the chatter and laughter.
Nice Meze!
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