I didn’t know before coming to Greece how abundant and delicious the local food would be.
Right around the corner from our house there is a market every Tuesday. The street closes for several blocks and there’s vendors selling clothing, household items, fresh produce of every kind, flowers, and more.
Every Saturday there’s an even bigger market in a neighbourhood not too far from us. The oranges, tomatoes, strawberries, and herbs seem to be never-ending.
The olives… they smell amazing! I’ve never been a big olive-lover, but I can’t help but stop and take a few inhales when we pass the olive stands.
As a foodie and lover of everything local and delicious, these markets are easily the highlight of my week. I love the friendly banter and yelling that echoes through the streets as vendors call out “fresh”, “delicious”, and other things in Greek that I don’t quite catch.
Even though I don’t speak any Greek, vendors are always happy and patient with me while I try and explain that I don’t want an entire kilogram of almonds, just a half will do.