Having just returned from a trip to Greece, I noticed I returned an unwanted souvenir of weighing 10 extra pounds. I thought I did a lot of walking, but yes, I did some eating. And eat I did! For many of my previous travels, I never thought it would be interesting to photograph my food, but I’ve changed. This comes from my heart as a compliment; Greek culture is very much a food culture.
Over the next few days, I want to share some of my menu in Greece.
Breakfast from the Baker
I was with my family in a suburb of Athens called Petroupoli. Being a photographer, I learned that the best time to be out for street photography (and landscapes too) is often early in the morning. So when the sun began to rise, I would too after a slow 30 minute self-motivation. Now, I don’t know which was the greater motivation, the sights and people to photograph in the area, or the open bakeries with fresh bread and cappuccino. There’s an item made fresh every morning, and they’re called tiropita.
Growing up Greek, I would have thought I knew what tiropita are, but they come in large varieties. Typically a tiropita is a cheese pie, with the crust/bread being baked filo dough. To my delight, I discovered some are just cheese, some are like pizza calzones that have ham and tomato, some have olives, and they’re all amazing. Depending on what’s inside or the type of cheese used, the names vary. My language ability was more primitive as I would just point and say, “I’d like this.”
Combining a tiropita and a cappuccino, it makes for a great breakfast to sit on a street corner for people watching. People watching is an unofficial national pastime. This became a morning routine of mine on most days,