Let’s get the scary stuff out of the way first. This is a post about soup with INTESTINES. (Wait! Come back!)
So, now that we are left with the brave folks here goes the story.
Mama Despoina (also my mum – she simply rocks) blogged the recipe for Magiritsa the other day, the Greek traditional soup eaten after the Resurrection. It’s incredibly yummy even though I know it sounds weird.
One of the things you have to understand about Greek food (apart from the obvious stuff like souvlaki, frappe, koulourakia and all that) is that at least once a year the word “nistisimo” appears almost everywhere. It’s probably Lent, aka Sarakosti.
If you ever happen to be walking around a Greek town or village and it seems that there are BBQ smells everywhere chances are it’s probably Tsiknopempti. (It could also be Easter Sunday but in that case the smell is the roasting lamb on a spit so you’ll know quite quickly which is which).
Tsiknopempti comes from the words tsikna (the characteristic bbq meat smell) and Pempti (Thursday). It comes about once a year, about two weeks before Lent starts.
Hello “auntie” Sofia!
I am sending you this photo as historical proof that yes, I, the kitchen lazy gal, made at some point in my life roxakia!
The photo is not very good, but I will not say the same for the roxakia. They are yummy!
I was in Covent Garden yesterday (sun in London!) and a friend got a strawberry beer.
Apparently, yes, this does exist (they didn’t just tip some food coloring in to make fun of her)
Another friend tried it and apparently she thought it tasted like jam – not he most positive of comments, I have to say.
I liked it but I’m not a beer drinker generally so I’m not sure at all.
Anyway though it’s pretty sweet, right?
Amazing roxakia by Mummy Despina.
I’ve tried them. I practically grew up with them. They are delicious, fluffy and very very syrupy. Bite size too.
And in case you have no idea what I am talking about here are a few pics of these lovelies.
