|Autumn on the road in the Peleponnese|
While we are touring around the small mountain roads of the Peleponnese, Minas often sees something that reminds him of his youth. It may be a tree, a bush or a plant but it usually has something to do with eating. I am typically admiring the scenery, enchanted by the Fall colours and lost in a reverie of one kind or another. Then the car screeches to a halt, pitching me forward, and Minas says, " I just saw something" and leaps out of the car. I get no more information than that and I am left wondering whether this thing he saw is animal, vegetable or mineral.
|What are these fruits?|
Minas "saw something" and by the time my feet were on the ground he was deep into some bushes hung with tiny red fruit. As I reached him, he mumbled enthusiastically, despite the red juice dripping down his beard, "Have some -- they are delicious". But what are they? Will I be poisoned? ...... Is there the Greek equivilent of Montezuma's revenge on the horizon for me? .. maybe just a sore tummy and a lost night's sleep. Whatever! I dove right in and consumed a number of the mystery fruit. They were.... interesting!! Not terribly tasty but quite juicy and with a pleasant texture. They would have made a nice jam.
|Minas shows the ones that he left|
|Cactus fruit anyone?|
Closer to the village, when we go for walks on the hills we find lots of good eats lying on the road or not far off it.
|Cathy picks up walnuts|
|the three stages of walnuts|
They were hard to spy with all the fallen leaves especially as some were in their green coats, some in the already turned brown coats and some 'au naturel' as we know them. After two visits to the tree we now have enough walnuts for Christmas and beyond. Delicious they are, as Minas whacks them apart with a small stone against our stone balcony floor. They are so fresh and to me there is a green grass taste so different than ones that have been sitting in 'bulk bins' for months.
|Cathy holds prickly chestnuts|
|Minas covets this sign. Will I let him steal it?|
CAUTION Danger of fire!
He is even contemplating buying a battery operated drill so that he can dismantle it from its support. What would he do with it even if he managed to steal it and then smuggle it out?
|Goats cross the road|
However, we don't gather all living things along the road. These goats have a definite mind of their own. And they make you stop while they cross to nibble their favourite things. It does give you a chance to see if there is anything you might want to snack on in the vicinity.
And gathering rosebuds you ask. Well would you accept rosehips embedded in chestnuts in a vase?
|Rosehips in chestnuts in a vase fill a corner in the apartment|
Cheers until next time when we explore real food for people from the local markets.