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                                                                      My island is an entire country of
                                                                      its own. It bears something great
                                                                      and grand. It reserves liveliness, a
                                                                      stress-free fast pace with no sign of
                                                                      that slow, relaxed motion of the small
                                                                      aegean islands. Be prepared to eat well
                                                                      everywhere. Even at the most remote
                                                                      little village, you may find a delicious
                                                                      meze and a glass of ouzo.
                                                                      I arrive at the main town. I start
                                                                      strolling around it. On the wharf,
                                                                      at the port, I explore the narrow
                                                                      alleyways all around, the market,
                                                                      and I reach the starting point. The
                                                                      town and the entire island is imbued
                                                                      with the smell of the angels’ local
                                                                      drink. It is called ouzo and goes with
                                                                      everything. Down town and all year
                                                                      long I buy tsoureki at Maskotitsa
                                                                      (+30 22510 47700, maskwtitsa.gr). It
                                                                      smells sweet of mahleb, cardamom
                                                                      and mastic. I like its doughiness
                                                                      and moisture; they’re just the
                                                                      right amount. The grocery store of
                                                                      Skopelitis (+30 22510 26639)
                                                                      at Bas Fanar fills my basket with
                                                                      olives, local legumes, ladotiri cheese
                                                                      from Mytilene and Adalis’ yogurt
                                                                      of Mantamados in the “gragouda”
                                                                      (clay pot). I stop by Ermis’ taverna
                                                                      (+30 22510 26232) for the first ouzo
                                                                      of the day. The environment takes
                                                                      you back to other eras preserving its
                                                                      authenticity as an old coffee shop
                                                                      with its leather sofas and wooden
                                                                      carved mirrors. I wouldn’t miss it for
                                                                      the world. Its dried green pea fava
                                                                      soaked in local olive oil and the cured
                                                                      meats simply whet my appetite. For
                                                                      the main meal I choose Refenes in
                                                                      Apano Skala (+30 22510 55701),
                                                                      next to the tarsanas (shipyard) and
                                                                      behind the Castle of Gatelouzi. Right
                                                                      across, there it is, Asia Minor. Here
                                                                      you can taste the island’s best raw
                                                                      material. I was mesmerised by a
                                                                      white seabream grilled on excellent
                                                                      olive wood coal. The zucchini, green
                                                                      beans and collard taste as if drizzled

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