I made an obligatory sidetrip to Delphi when I went to Athens last March. I arrived late so instead of eating lunch first, I visited the ruins straight from the bus stop; I didn't want to miss out on any. (Museums close very early in Greece.)
Afterwards, I was feeling ravenous. I entered a restaurant that had a spectacular view of Mt. Parnassus and asked for a big plate of spaghetti and meatballs, and a serving of tzatziki. Imagine my surprise when I saw a bottle of olive oil on the sink when I was about to wash my hands before eating. Apparently, you could use it as moisturizer. So Cleopatran! I was half-expecting the waitress to offer me a milk bath afterwards.
Afterwards, I was feeling ravenous. I entered a restaurant that had a spectacular view of Mt. Parnassus and asked for a big plate of spaghetti and meatballs, and a serving of tzatziki. Imagine my surprise when I saw a bottle of olive oil on the sink when I was about to wash my hands before eating. Apparently, you could use it as moisturizer. So Cleopatran! I was half-expecting the waitress to offer me a milk bath afterwards.
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