Greek BBQ

 A warm autumn Sunday.  What to do?  If you're greek, or otherwise, your mind turns to a leisurely day with friends, food and drink

We are still using, very carefully, our small summer bbq.  The fire ban isn't lifted till the end of October.  

The octopus gets hung out to dry.  I won't be hanging any washing out here for some time to come!

First the bread goes on the barbie

And then that octopus, or in this case some tentacles thereof.

First course is ouzo with grilled octopus.

Green peppers, brought by our neighbour straight from his garden

With bifteki

Seasoning for the chicken

Dried oregano, salt and pepper

Grilled peppers and village sausage

Peppers were skinned and deseeded and eaten as-is

You can see why it is called village  sausage, simple and homemade.  The mutton is roughly cut with small lumps of fat.  This one was very plain seasoned, just salt and pepper I would say.  Often they have cumin or orange zest.  The plainer the better, though sometimes you wish they had added a little 'something' to mask the aroma of the animal involved.

Fatsas (funny-face) waiting for his share of the sausage

There's no greek bbq without a greek salad

The barbie was lit at 11 and we sat and ate and drank and talked till 7 in the evening.  I don't think we solved any of the world's problems but we surely were able to forget about a few of them!