I love Greek Easter
“We don’t do bunnies. We don’t do chocolate. We don’t do pastels. We do do lamb, sweet cookies, and deep red. The lamb is roasted and not chocolate, the sweet cookies are called Koulourakia and are twisted like a braid, and our Easter eggs are dyed one color only: blood red.” ~ Rita Wilson
The traditions of a Greek Easter are wonderful. They don't include chocolate eggs. There are loads of church services and the bells ring almost hourly in the final week. You can read up on the different customs here and here.
I timed my return from SA to make sure I got here to celebrate Orthodox Easter. I napped on Saturday afternoon after my travels. Ian went upstairs to eat magaritsa and break eggs.
Only Ian and I stayed awake to go to the local village church at midnight to get our holy light. Like most people, we arrived 15 minutes before midnight, just to light the candle.
Our Sunday lunch was with Arty (our landlady) and her cousin Nina from Athens. We ate well! Ian braai-ed lamb and pork chops, potatoes, and burnt the garlic bread (just like cousin NT made). Maria (MIL) brought the tsoureki, Mary (Arty's daughter) made a delicious pavlova with fresh strawberries, and I made a peppermint crisp pudding.
