Obladi, oblada…

It's funny what time does: each day a drop of water, and without you realizing it, the stone below the drops wears a smooth divot. -Claire Messud (The Burning Girl) Here we are, suddenly in mid-February. The days have grown just a little bit longer and, although the sun has gone into temporary hiding (his…

Almost a Memory: Thessaloniki

Writing this post, my last about my trip to Greece, I'm sitting in an air-conditioned apartment in New York City; while the past few days have been wonderful, my legs are more than a tad sore and I'm two shades short of exhausted. There's a part of me that longs for home (oh, to cook…