I’m not unplugging social media. That would require discipline, optimism, and a charging cable I can never find. But I am done reading the comments. Done. Finished. Kalinixta (Καληνύχτα). Let me explain.…

If you’ve ever stepped foot in Greece, you’ve probably noticed something immediately: the country is absolutely overrun by cats. Not in a scary, apocalyptic “they’re taking over” way—more in a “they already…

In America, silence is golden. In Greece, silence is suspicious. Spend a night in a U. S. suburb and you’ll hear… nothing. Maybe the gentle hum of an air conditioner. Maybe the…

If you have lived in Greece long enough, you have heard of the “fakelaki” (little envelope). If you have really lived in Greece, you have probably delivered one. And if you have…

I once wrote about ELTA and the fact that, technically speaking, we do not have a proper address. So we did what any rational people would do:We rented a PO Box in…

In America, if you don’t feel like cooking, you don’t panic. You don’t even open the fridge to cry at a half-empty jar of mustard and three pickles floating like survivors of…