Am I the only person who cares what they eat?
Doesn't anyone remember the street souvlakia vendors who used to use the most luscious lamb pieces interspersed with slices of onion, tomato, pepper etc., or when the tavernas made their moussaka with lamb and aubergine with a soupçon of courgettes and no potato? I went to a restaurant the other day where I ordered kleftiko and I was asked whether I wanted chicken or pork kleftiko
Another recent misadventure was a visit to a Zygi fish restaurant. The service was abominable, the fish had to be sent back, it was so overcooked, the chips were soggy and imbibed with a poor oil. The only decent thing was a good, fresh, salad, which was all we ate in the end.
In 1953, a party of four of us were busy working and we finished, without lunch, at about 3 pm. We found a taverna in the country somewhere east of Paphos. The owner was the only person there and he apologised that the cook was not there but if it was OK, he could rustle up some lamb chops for us. When they came, he gave us each a whole rack of spring lamb, cooked so that it was just rosé in the middle, delicious and juicy. It was served with chips which were crisp and garden-fresh peas. With a large bottle of village wine, this gastronomic feast cost us 4½ piastres (2½ modern cents) each, with a metrio and brandy on the house. I challenge anyone to find a simple meal of that quality today and, if they did, it would cost more than 4½ pounds (>180 times more). In those days, real country ham was made and not the rubbish sold today under that name (have you ever seen a pig whose leg ham came in neat rectangles, dripping with water and nitrites?).
While on about meat, why is good meat, especially lamb and beef, often spoilt by overcooking, in restaurants? A visit to one place where I ordered lambs liver came with it as an imitation of shoe leather and, even if you order a steak as blue or very rare, it comes brown right through. As a French chef would say, "Quel gaspillage !".