On the island of Skiros (Skyros) in the port of Linaria (a fantastic little fishing port) we sat down for dinner one night. We tried to order lamb but they didn’t have any. They said they had lamb but not time to cook it. They showed us their lamb and we asked for it tomorrow night and also asked if I could help cook it. They agreed. So around 7pm I headed over to the restaurant to help cook the lamb.
The experience was unforgettable. The small hot kitchen. The simplicity of the meal. The flavors. The stray cats. The wine. The weather. The company. It was a great way to have our last meal on Skiros, an island I’ll surely return to.