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APPETISERS, ANTIPASTO AND MEZZE or AN OVERTURE TO A BIG WINE OPERA
Bulgarians have few major seasons of celebration – when there is a wedding, a birth, a christening, a funeral and when a friend pops in. It is always observed with great care of marking the event.
ABOUT THE LETTERS
I don't know of other nation like the Bulgarian that celebrates The Pleiades of their enlighteners, their teachers, and educators.
THE GREEK CONNECTION – MEANDER ORNAMENTS, WORRY BEADS AND ORANGE PEEL SPIRALS or THE PORTOKALI THEORY
I can’t tell you why I always think of Greece and my family in Edessa every time I have an orange in my hands. It must be the feel of sun and mesmerising aroma of scraped zest of orange skin… Or just the irresistible feeling that I have in my shopping bag a kilo or two of fragrant suns. Yes, the coupling of oranges with sun and Greece in summer is somehow an oxymoron on its own as this is a winter fruit. But I am happy to remember my visits at my Aunty Elpida in Greece at any season!
MURSALSKI CHAI, MAGIC TEA FROM ORPHEUS' BIRTHPLACE
I have been enjoying my monthly getting together with my friends Ilva and Simi and the way we travel in time with our virtual parties. In some funny way, I think of us as the Three Sopranos of food photography blogging. Today, after a month break, we are again together to tell you some of our stories about drinks that bring memories.
MATCHMAKING, FISH AND WINE or EVERY DAY IS A VALENTINE'S DAY
“Cooking fish tonight?” he greeted, happy to see again her sunlit smile and wished he can dive in her beaming blue eyes.
FETA PRINCESS or THE CINDERELLA OF THE ROYAL FAMILY OF "PRINCESS" TOASTS
I am sorry, I slept in…
But it is the end of the week and I felt like rolling in the bed and enjoying the lazy long weekend.
What’s for breakfast?
LAST BRUNCH, DEATH OF A SALESMAN or A TRIBUTE TO ARTHUR MILLER – project “52”
No, nothing happened.
I said nothing happened.
Didn’t you hear me?
I’m tired to the death.
I suddenly couldn’t drive any more.