I am wishing it wasn't 30 degrees. That it would be instead, slightly overcast, with a brisk breeze blowing through. The perfect weather for bundling into warm leather jackets, holding hands and craving rice pudding.
But not just any rice pudding, I am wishing for the weather for the rizogalo from Demitri's Feast.
I am dreaming of stepping into a warm, bustling little cafe.
Of fire engine red tables.
Smiles and gleaming white waiter's teeth.
There is just an incredibly welcoming vibe to Demitri's Feast, my eyes were busy for ages, hopping around a wall turned into a scrapbook of memories and Greek pride.
I giggled at the photo of the rather young looking George Calombaris. How much more he's done since that picture I'm sure!
I loved the bright red teapot, matching the fire engine red table, which brought a pop of colour to the overcast day outside. I also adore the deep, rich and heavily spiced chai, which you must slowly sip on and savour.
Ah, yes, that rizogalo. A greek rice pudding topped with wild spiced figs. I personally can't imagine having it in hot weather. A hearty bowl, heaving of sweet, honeyed rice, with spicy yet sweet figs. It was rich, richer than breakfast should be, but there were no complaints here, this is comfort food. Although I did struggle to finish it due to how rich and filling it was!
Brad ordered, on my behalf, the baked eggs with sweet and sour peppers with black pudding. Because he knows that anything with black pudding in the menu is singing out to me. As this did. Piping hot and full of flavour. Smile inducing.
Brad told me this particular morning, after we had finished eating, that he was glad I was going to the States with him.
I had been honestly fretting, up to this point, that my bubble of excitement of going to the States was overwhelming him, that constantly sending links of hotels and restaurants and things to do would be invading into his work time and creating more anxiety than enthusiasm, but a quiet smile and a steady tone, cleared all that up in an instant.
Which is why these sort of mornings are so precious to me.
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