Holidays are over. For two weeks I enjoyed a daily long morning walk in perfect weather. A gentle breeze each morning. My friend and I mostly walked at low tide on a wide expanse of hard-packed sand with just the glitter of the ocean as a distraction. My body feels much stronger than last summer, when my two hip replacements were less than a year old.
Tradition has it that I cook, but not at breakfast. Sometimes we finished up at a favourite local café (a la grecque) for our coffee and a Greek breakfast of grilled baguette, chopped tomatoes, olive tapenade, and a drizzle of good extra virgin olive oil. Other days we went to a rival café Onda where we shared a gozleme filled with pumpkin and fetta.
