As you may know, Greek Easter was this weekend. As you may also know, I’m not Greek.
However, every year I, a very Canadian girl, find myself at a Greek Easter celebration of one kind or another, and this has caused me to experience quite the culture shock.
And even though I’ve been to my fair share of these get-togethers, I still find myself asking some serious questions.
Is this safe?!
At the stroke of midnight, the priest lights a single candle to represent Jesus’ epic comeback – or maybe it represents his love for cheese, not sure, it’s all chanted in ancient Greek. Anyways! He then uses this candle to light his neighbour’s candle, who then lights their own neighbour’s candle, and so on and so forth. What nice symbolism!
So, you’re probably wondering why I think this event is dangerous. Well let me tell you!
After everyone’s candle is lit, and mass has come to an end, it’s time to take the candles home… in a car… while still lit!
Open flame, meet giant tin box filled with ignitable fluids!
Carbon monoxide, meet closed windows and our exposed lungs!
Hot hot heat, meet my hair!
And though I have managed to survive mishap free, it still leaves me thinking: how do we not get pulled over by the cops?!
Ah, I get this part! Easter eggs, we do that at… What are you doing to them?!
This is how it goes:
“Welcome to the 2,000th annual Hunger Games, may the odds be ever in your favour! And the tribute is, PrimEgg EverYolk!”
“No,” screamed KatnEgg! “I volunteer as tribute!”
KatnEgg is then whisked away in terror to join the other tributes. The group is poked and prodded, in order to look beautiful – and submerged into a tub of boiling hot water. They emerge crimson as blood.
They are now ready to enter the arena, their spirits harder than ever before. The tributes are pitted against each other in a epic – and evil – battle to the death, to the whim of the Greek citizens of the Capitol.
Only one will be named victorious, but how will KatnEgg save beloved PetEgg? Stay tuned!
You want me to eat what?
My idea of having fun with a lamb:
Their idea of having fun with a lamb:
How old are those cookies?
The extra cookies are then stacked onto a plate, loosely wrapped in plastic wrap, and kept in the spare room for a future occasion- and by future occasion, I mean two, three months from now.
This has lead to make an amazing conclusion: Yiayias have a secret ingredient that extends the lifespan of cookies by a thousand!
Why did they add water to that alcohol and even more importantly, why did it turn milky?
Ouzo, what could be the nectar of the Greek Gods (but is more commonly known by non-Greeks as the gross Greek alcohol), is very strange. Besides the fact that adding water to your alcohol is beyond me, I am always left wondering how it turned milky white.
Yes, we all learned in science class that some chemicals, when combined with water, can turn a different colour. But to think that something that goes into your mouth can do this is a tad worrisome in my opinion.
Oh well, Papou enjoys it at least!
Christos Anesti Everyone!
Happy Greek Easter and see you all next year!