The view from dinner.
Fried feta.
Grilled red snapper.
Dinner on Hydra. Grilled fresh red snapper (I chose my own from the on-ice drawer in the kitchen). Boiled vegetables drizzled with a frisson of olive oil. Bread. Appetizer of fried feta with honey and sesame. I thanked the cook, Mama Tausa, as I left.
And a view. (The hotel had called ahead and reserved me the best table for two. I was solo, but I got the view.)
Then a walk around the harbor wall, and gelato to finish.
Heaven.
Published by Jeffrey Carter
University professor, voice teacher, choral director, singer, professional theatre music director, brother, uncle and great-uncle, Anglican, spirits aficionado, chef of moderate talent, NPR fanatic, proponent of the music of Herbert Howells and Elgar and Vaughan Williams, pianist, composer, theatre geek, dog love & cat hater, author & blogger, world traveler, Anglophile.
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