“Peppino, I think you should order,” said Day.
“We can decide together,” Peppino conceded, “but for me the fried shrimp and the octopus speciality both sound excellent.”
“Shall we have, then, those two, and a few of Koula’s mussels? I’d like a portion of chips to share, and perhaps we ought to have something green?”
Peppino laughed and agreed, and Day asked for a portion of horta, a generic name for the local green leaf vegetable found everywhere in Greece.
Vangelis smiled and disappeared to the kitchen.
“What is horta?” asked the Sicilian.
“It’s just very simple steamed green leaves, grown locally, probably picked today. There are a number of different leaves they use, but they’re all delicious. The octopus should be excellent, good choice. We don’t really need a filler, but the pot
