On an Aegean island, a table laden with meze, the ouzo flowing, a sun sets on Yotam Ottolenghi I WOULD WANT TO BE ON THE GREEK ISLAND OF KEA, where we often spend time in summer with our closest friends. I first visited four years ago and it was love at first sight. It isn’t breathtaking in the way some Greek islands are: it doesn’t have the typical whitewashed villages and hypnotic sea views, but there is something unruly and wonderfully unclipped about its different landscapes: some mildly hilly and arid, others steep and densely green. Continue reading...
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