Sunlight in a bottle

My Greek friends from downstairs are awesome.

Not only are they some of the nicest people in the restaurant business, but they are also incredibly kind and generous.

In the year that I have been working in this building, I have been the happy recipient of many delicious Greek treats - spanakopita, galaktoboureko, Easter bread that my family devoured in seconds. Always a little something that is mouthwatering and which makes my whole day.

Today I hit the jackpot with a bottle of olive oil. Pressed for the family and shipped over from Greece in a giant container, it is pungent and delicious, and I have a precious bottle of it. It tastes the way I imagine sunlight must taste on a hot, dry summer day when the sun is long in the sky and the soporific buzzing of bees is the only sound in the olive grove.


(not the most glamourous bottle, but I have the perfect container at home)


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