Good Friday

 No work today especially not before the church bells ring at around 10am.  It's a very Holy day. K eats boiled potatoes, bread and olives. Not even any oil

The bells ring the death knell all day. Christ is taken down off the cross and put on his flower bedecked bier ready for the candlelight parade tonight. 

The tradition is.....

To make the rounds of the 4 big churches to see each flower decorated Epitafio (funeral platform).  When my girls were wee children my greek sister-in-law encouraged them to crawl underneath to ensure good health.

Today my 'wee' granddaughters did just that, 3 times, making the outline of a cross.

And having a giggle methinks

Meanwhile I went out for coffee and hot(cross-less) buns with 2 dear friends

Jan and Birgit

We go back many many years, all of us are local-aliens

As the English tradition is to eat hotcross buns on Good Friday, that is what we did.  I made an overnight dough and baked them this morning.  

The last batch turned out like hard little rocks so I made sure these were more than a mouthful and quite soft and fluffy too. Perfect with a morning cappuccino or frappé. 

K was delivering little gifts of red eggs and koulourakia to friends, neighbours and family. As is the custom (not to mention the tradition) 

The day ended with the candlelight light parade

Elli and Luli

And all the family

Followed the Epitafio with our plain brown beeswax candles

Danae

The after show

Another tradition

Lenten meze (tidbits) and a few glasses of wine or beer