Fava Beans and the Meltemi Wind
It was Thursday. On a Greek Island. So we went to a beach. We started at Papafragas, a rock beach eroded by time and surf into caves, arches, and eerie outcrops. It’s virtually an Instagram outpost, and if you don’t…
It was Thursday. On a Greek Island. So we went to a beach. We started at Papafragas, a rock beach eroded by time and surf into caves, arches, and eerie outcrops. It’s virtually an Instagram outpost, and if you don’t…
Our plush luxe digs are owned by a local family who have “rooms” geared for locals immediately next door. Instead of advertising them “on the beach” they note each “hardly abstains so much as five meters.” Oh to abstain so…