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We are now lucky enough to be around the corner from the weekly laiki (farmer’s market) that comes to our neighbourhood every Wednesday. The farmers, butchers, bakers, and fishmongers are there at the crack of dawn, but we try to make it over sometime before work begins… around 8:30 or so. The street is already bustling by then, full of elderly ladies wielding shopping carts for whom the gossip and chatter is as valuable as the produce.

Fresh fruit and vegetables from our neighbourhood farmer’s market