2019 Sunday 24 February. 2 weeks before Lent
The prodigal son was the naughty son in the bible who took his early share of the family fortune and wasted it all on wine, women and song. Forced to return home when he was destitute he was warmly welcomed by his father who slaughtered the fatted calf for him. And I'm sure his mother cooked his favourite baclava (sticky sweet), replaced his rags with a coat of many colours and sent him off to the bath house and the barber so she could show him off to the neighbours. Or she would have if she was Greek.
The return of the prodigal son
When he was younger my greek husband and his friends took great delight in celebrating this day, organising get-togethers where litres of wine were consumed, fatty pig and old boiled goat was eaten and enjoyed (?). Any excuse for another naughty-boys-bash.
The younger generation is not so enamoured of this prodigal-son-day and this year he had only one of the old crowd for company. He is now the grandfather of prodigal sons.
However, this 'festival' falls during carnival so groups of party goers will always gather this weekend and every weekend till Lent just to celebrate, life and living.
They dress up, they dance, they eat and drink with passion.. Life is good when you're 'at home', ie on Poros, surrounded by friends and family.
Prodigals in days gone by
Any excuse! Just looking at that table, which was groaning with food and drink, I begin to marvel at the amount of food you have had to cook over the years. You deserve a medal for all that hard work.ReplyDelete
Thank goodness my husband like best to cook all that traditional smelly stuff. But still too much work. even my daughter's have had enough. The days of laden tables are over, because of health and economics and age but husband is having a hard time accepting thisDelete
-chuckle- Which one, was 'yours,' in days gone by??????????ReplyDelete
The on the left with the black beard. The other two are sons in law.Delete
I hated this story in the bibleReplyDelete
I identified with the good son. I was that good one. Never did anything wrong never got into trouble
The bad son just pissed me off lol
Enjoy the season of merriment
Same for me. The good one should have taken His share and taken off to enjoy it too.Delete
Hah, our deacon professed that the prodigal son is one of his favorite parables, as it teaches us to forgive those who profess their sins. Until I saw his side of it, I was usually annoyed by the fact that the spend thrift was greeted with new clothes and a party.....haha.ReplyDelete
I know what you mean. I always felt sorry for the other son.Delete
I doubt they would have had a party for a prodigal daughter. She would have been thrown in with the swine
Fatty Pig and plenty of wine, I think I may establish several 'Prodigal Son' days.ReplyDelete
Fatty pig in your case would be pate and foie gras. I'll let you know in advance next year so you can round up the good ole boysDelete
I never understood why the Prodigal son was treated so well. I suppose his parents were over joyed that their rake of a son had returned home. A parents love is unconditional I guess.ReplyDelete
Your meals always look happy and delicious.ReplyDelete
Hey that naughty boy day sounds delicious with all that yummy food to celebrate.ReplyDelete