The best way to enjoy the Greek town is to skip the crowded sidewalks of the mid afternoon and venture out after the sun has gone down. At night, the town is abuzz with Greek cafes, pastry shops and old men chatting on the benches that line the streets. We often go down after dinner for something sweet. When you walk into one of the Greek bakeries, cases of phyllo and semolina custard look you right in the eye. My favorites! Yes...it's heavenly. What you see below is called Milopita. It's like a Greek apple turnover: filo dough, apples, cinnamon, raisins. It's delicious.
Believe it or not none of us had a pastry during this trip to the sponge docks. Nanny, Mama and I all ended up with ice cream cones. Mama had a double cone with vanilla and chocolate chip cookie dough. I had a strawberry cone. They didn't have any rainbow sprinkles! What kind of ice cream place are you !? I guess it served me right not getting pastries in a pastry shop. Oh well, better eating next time.