After being on the island for three weeks we finally drove north to Tholaria
for a lunch visit to our favourite place, Kali Kardia.
The curious pause outside
but only those who enter and stay
will breathe in the past
postcards, nescafe, batteries and cookies
light bulbs, sponges and fairy dish detergent.
Kiria Plito curls her body over a potato peeler,
molds herbs into kefthedes
and rinses horta in gnarly hands
with a welcome smile that clings to two teeth.
Dust covered tavli games beg for players
while mirrors capture moments in history,
painted gourds and aging instruments.
Before super markets
this is where villagers visited
for groceries and gossip.