When I was in Greece, I made myself Greek coffee (καφέ ελληνικα) nearly every morning. The one thing I wanted to buy myself before I left was a briki so I could continue to make it when I returned to the states.
I forgot to get one.
On the plane I released an audible gasp followed by a dejected sigh when I realized that somehow I neglected to buy the sole item of my material desire. I saw them being sold nearly every day and everywhere but put off purchasing until I left the country without one.
I recently acquired one after another year of putting it off. Rather than being handpicked from Greece, it is a find from Amazon, but it gets the job done. I tried it out for the first time today and was inspired as I recalled the long lost and greatly missed aroma and taste that greeted me each morning in my Athenian apartment. I decided to dedicate bits of this summer (among lots of reading) to finishing up the tales of of my travels while studying abroad last spring. Not for the purpose of people being able to stay up to date on my life — because clearly the following few posts will be far outdated — but because I hate unfinished projects. I once stayed in Cross Country (and I really dislike running) for my three years of middle school because I hated the idea of quitting. It might take me a while to get around to things (like buying a briki) but I refuse to not follow through.
So if you are still interested for some more ramblings, pictures, and sarcasm I invite you to join me in flashbacks that won’t seem at all like flashbacks to you. γεια μας!
“You can never get a cup of tea [or coffee] large enough or a book long enough to suit me.” ― C.S. Lewis