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The Role of the Koumbara

In a few weeks time, I will be one of the 3 Koumbaras at my sister-in-law’s wedding.  In Greece, being asked to be the Koumbara is held in similar high regard to being the Maid of Honour or Bridesmaid in an English wedding.  Traditionally, the Koumbara is often also the same person who will be Godmother to the couple’s future children. The role has great significance in the Greek Orthodox Church, as the Koumbara plays an active part in the ceremony and is chosen as someone who the newly married couple will look to for religious guidance throughout their lives together.  The duties she has to perform include exchanging the wedding rings and the wedding crowns for the couple during the ceremony, as well as holding the ribbon tying the crowns as they take their first steps around the altar as married people. Traditionally, the Koumbara also covers all of the costs for the religious aspects of the wedding, such as the marriage crowns, the fee for the priest and the silver cup and tray used in the ceremony. However, this wedding will be a …

Greekster

It is Greek Easter this weekend, a big event that preparations have been underway for since final orders were called on last Easter. The format is always the same. Friends and family descend upon Yiayia and Papou’s house in the early afternoon.  Lamb will have already been roasting for hours and the garden will have been furnished with an array of tables and chairs. The Greek God(zilla) and BB will take turns to man the barbecue, although the Greek God(zilla)’s interpretation of this will be sitting down with a cold beer and shouting out orders for BB to turn the sausages. BB will look over at me and roll her eyes.  I will nod along sympathetically, but actually feel delighted she is able to relieve me from being the sole recipient of my husband’s ‘humour’. Eva will greet all of the guests and offer drinks.  You might at first witness this gesture and brush it off as a relatively small offering to the day’s proceedings.  However, Eva’s true role is as Yiayia’s Lieutenant and she …

Scumbags in South-West London (not you George)

Last week, on a whim (and a little bit of a sugar rush), I tweeted George Michael to invite him to YiaYia’s Greek Easter BBQ.  I didn’t expect him to tweet back (he didn’t) or turn up (also didn’t) but I really did this just because I thought it would make YiaYia laugh and because she thinks he is “good Greek boy” (we don’t have the heart to tell her about his recent stay in The Big House). Speaking of which, The Big House is probably too good for the 3 teenage toads who broke into YiaYia and Papou’s house this week and burgled them while they slept in their beds.  They broke in through the back door, using tools they found in Papou’s garden shed and set about robbing the place.  Surprisingly, no-one heard the breaking or the entering.  It was only when they started rummaging around in YiaYia’s bedroom, that she woke up with a fright and spotted the three boys.  Afraid to make a noise or let them see the whites of her …

The One Where BB brought her new fella

The weather was perfect for YiaYia’s annual Greek Easter barbecue yesterday.  The usual crowds were there – the Griwi’s, the A-Team, Rob 1, Anna, George, John & Aleko, Carolyn & Dave, plus some newbies – BB’s friends Paula and Ariana, two of Keri’s mates and Rob 2, BB’s ‘friend’ (who she also smooches) who we were to be introduced to for the first time yesterday – what a beautiful time for your family to make a good impression on your new man – after an afternoon spent boozing it up in the sun! There was enough meat on the barbie to recreate Lady Gaga’s VMA dress a few times over and for the vegetarians, sausages. My hubby was on drinks this year, and he did it very well, drink, that is.  Not so much of the getting them for other people though. The A-Team arrived first with chocolate eggs for the kids and Papou’s favourite wine. Carolyn & Dave arrived next.  “Nona’s here!” Carolyn announced proudly before scooping up one of the Griwi babies.  Nona …

Countdown to GREEK EASTER SUNDAY!!

This Easter Sunday will be my 5th Greek Easter celebration.  This year, it falls on the same day as UK Easter but most of the time it doesn’t.  This is because of the moon and that’s pretty much all I know about that. I file Easters in my head like episodes of Friends… The One Where BB got stuck on the roof, The One Where BB got soaking wet, The One Where BB didn’t drink and The One Where BB got completely rat arsed on white wine. There are no photos from The One Where BB didn’t drink.  It was that boring. Look at YiaYia’s face! It always starts the same.  YiaYia will have been marinading meat, baking cakes and pies, preparing salads and re-arranging the garden furniture since 6am.  Papou will be on the sauce.  BB will be lighting the BBQ, until we arrive that is, when my husband will attempt to take over, until he gets bored or his mates arrive, whichever comes first.  He will then declare himself to be the host and have us …