tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192227531617038362.post5992505062164906352..comments2024-03-18T13:21:38.338+00:00Comments on A Place Called Space: PanigyriEirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05350820845130506117noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192227531617038362.post-41544723226312003302014-08-17T16:23:38.531+01:002014-08-17T16:23:38.531+01:00That must have been something. Great memories. I c...That must have been something. Great memories. I can imagine this big extended family, all getting together ... lovely.... And the trips to the paralea and the zacharoplasteon....<br /><br />As for the loukoumathes (I've realised that your spelling is much more accurate than mine) I wonder if it's a regional variation: in Athens, as far as I know, they've always sprinkled equal amounts of icing sugar and cinnamon on top - it must be for aesthetic reasons, I can't see the icing sugar making any difference to the taste, but it looks nice.Eirenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05350820845130506117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192227531617038362.post-10006461795711190132014-08-17T13:40:42.223+01:002014-08-17T13:40:42.223+01:00My great uncle was involved in the design/building...My great uncle was involved in the design/building of Panagyia Soumela, so we were treated like royalty when we went there. Indeed, we stayed in the house built for the royal family - but there were so many aunts we were like sardines at siesta time! <br />In my day (this is the 50s I'm remembering) you could only have loukoumades with cinnamon and honey - I don't remember even icing sugar. There was a specialist zacharoplasteon in Aristotelous Square just by the Paralea where my godmother would take me of an evening while she hazeve. Then we would collect fresh yaouti with kaimaiki to take home for everyone.Olga Norrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10554469124546960971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192227531617038362.post-77639467493934201432014-08-16T15:26:48.949+01:002014-08-16T15:26:48.949+01:00Panagyia Soumela is meant to be It for the 15th of...Panagyia Soumela is meant to be It for the 15th of August! I don't know much about it as we don't go to church, but from the pictures I've seen it looks quite amazing. It must have been something going there, and as a child you must have really looked forward to the picnics and all the rest. (Coincidentally, we are having keftedes tonight, with mash, just as my mother used to make them. Yum!)<br /><br />I love loukoumades, but like them with honey, icing sugar and cinnamon, rather than all those fancy toppings they use nowadays.<br /><br />Eirenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05350820845130506117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192227531617038362.post-51640035939880165002014-08-16T11:40:50.526+01:002014-08-16T11:40:50.526+01:00When I was a child we used to go to Panayia Soumel...When I was a child we used to go to Panayia Soumela every 15th August. In those days there was very little in the way of stalls. We used to take our own picnics - cold keftethes etc., wonderful. But I certainly remember the panigyria when each church celebrated its particular saint's day. And I have not thought about loukoumathes since I was about four years old! I do miss the honey (there seems to be a dearth of Greek honey here in the UK this year) and nuts.Olga Norrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10554469124546960971noreply@blogger.com