Monday Morning Up with the Lark

Don't 'think I'll take a walk in the park'

Instead today it's all about cooking, food and eating
All of them major events  in the day of a detainee,
wherever they might be

Whatsap and Viber were working overtime again this morning as messages and photos flashed across the world from London to small town NZ and a few places inbetween.

Round the bay on Poros my son-in-law is baking bread for his family.

London weather apparently was good enough for a picnic, in the garden, yesterday

A Greek feast.  Skaty cooked souvlaki, meatballs with ouzo flambe, tzatziki, greek salad and whatever else you can identify on that table

 Skaty came up with A Plan, plan A.  They can't come to Greece so they brought Greece to them.  Why not travel this way every weekend.  A different country, a different cuisine

Meanwhile, down in the Bay of Plenty, New Zealand

Niki made apple and blackberry crumble with Hokey Pokey icecream.  You have to be a kiwi to know the exquisite taste of hokey pokey icecream still made by the iconic Tip-Top company.

Look at that 2 litre container of icecream.  I can see the pieces of hokey pokey (think honeycomb/toffee) sticking out of that tub of icecream but I can't taste them.

Niki's eating for two.  She can enjoy as much as that cold sweet stuff as her heart desires

Over the Tasman sea in Perth my big bro is tucking into a Greek souvlaki take-away.  Looking at him you'd think he hadn't visited Greece a trillion times, didn't know that you have to pick it up in your hands and get grease running down your chin to enjoy that greek classic.  Your clean shirt is a disgrace boy, not even a spot of oil.  Still haven't had the courage to show this photo to my traditional person.  He'd probably notice you haven't  got a glass of beer either

Here in the eastern Med our lunch was cuttlefish and spinach, stewed with tomatoes and dill

End of today's poste de cuisine