Photographer's Note

Meandering through the cozy lanes of Thira one day, I came upon a family roasting their Easter lamb on a spit in the back yard. When I stopped to take a picture, the matriarch vigorously waved for me to enter. Out came the retsina wine, a plate of roast lamb, cucumbers and olives landed in my hand while a boombox whined a belly-dancing tune. Grandfather jumped up from the table and kicked his heels skyward as grandma joined him, apron round her waist, spinning like a teenager. Plates flew through the air, crashing into pieces against the wall. Then, everyone got up, snaking around the table in true Zorba fashion until dusk.

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Additional Photos by Eva Kato (dawekato) Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Star Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 498 W: 480 N: 357] (2269)
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