Granddaughter's name day. And mine because she was given the Greek name that was closest to 'Linda'. Or I can celebrate on All Saints day in June as there is no Saint Linda (well, except me)
21st May the fiesta of Sts Konstandinos and Eleni.
A family fete. We have in the close family:
The most important K-onstandinos and
My sister-in-law Konstandina (Dina)
A daughter Elli, baptised Eleni (Helen)
A granddaughter Nelli, baptised Eleni (Helen)
A mother-in-law Eleni.
Brother and sister of the other mother-in-law Eleni and Kostas (Konstandinos).
All these family members are named after Grandmothers and Grandfathers as is the tradition here. The same names go down from generation to generation. This generation of baby breeders mostly continue the tradition and the Grandmothers and Grandfathers beam with pleasure at the sound of their name at the baptism. Or start a family feud if they hear the wrong name!
Saint Constandine was Emperor of Constantinople which was named after him (now Istanbul). Constandine was the first ruler to support Christianity. His mother Helen supposedly found the remains of the true cross - in 326AD.
Our local church is dedicated to these saints and is decked out in flags, flowers and it's prettiest doilies today. Their icon will be paraded through the back streets of the Parish. Anyone who wants their household blessed stands out in the road as the procession passes with their family icon and their incense burner and the Priest will stop for a few minutes, say the necessary words and wave the incense all about.
Today we have yet another of those endless family feasts for K and the rest of the celebrants. Roast goat and potatoes is on the menu. The goat was given to us before Easter and has been in the freezer awaiting this special day. We will also have Greek salad, tzatziki and feta cheese, salted sardines in oil and vinegar, my sourdough bread and quite a few litres of wine from a local barrel. E makes her famous (in our house) potato salad and D a big baking dish of galaktobouriko (milk and semolina pie in phyllo pastry and dripping with a sugary syrup)
I have 'fed' the sourdough starter and kneaded a big loaf of bread which will be baked so it is hot when everyone arrives. The potatoes have been cut into long chunks 'kythonata' the way K's wants them. The tzatziki is in the fridge so it's flavours blend. Danae is bringing a few more kilos of Yianni's wine in case the twenty litres we have are not enough..God save us.
You don't invite anyone to a name day. Your friends and neighbours turn up, or not, as they see fit. In years gone by we have had half of the island traipse through our doors.
In the 'olden days' K's friends would come for an hour or so drink a lot, eat a lot, loudly make merry, then climb on their motor bikes and stagger off to the next 'Kostas or Eleni', leaving behind a few bottles of ouzo or whisky as a present. K collected enough whisky to last him all year. No more my friends. A lot of people no longer celebrate name days except with their immediate family. We expect only our immediate family today, maybe our neighbor Vasso and two close friends. The present will probably be a plastic bottle of their own wine. We don't give presents in the family now either, except to the grandchildren and that is usually money so they can save up and get something they 'think' they need.
Anyone else will phone and wish K and Elli a 'Kronia Polla', literally 'Many Years'. Our house phone and K's mobile ring all day and well into the night.
afternote - Vasso brought two bottles of her own white wine. K's nephew brought a bottle of whisky and so did another friend and another neighbor a bottle of K's favourite ouzo. K also received a gardenia in a pot from the family. An impressive haul for these days of frugalness and restraint.