Moussaka – A Greek date.

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It was cold winter evening. I was sitting on the porch of our old house at countryside, rubbing my hands to generate heat. It was around 10 degree celsius. It was lightly breezy and the dry leaves were rustling as the wind gently blew over them. The sun was just about to set in a couple of minutes. My entire family had gone to attend a wedding out of the countryside and they were not going to return until dawn. So I was all alone at home until then. There was a wonderful neighbour “Mr. Cicero Iraklidis” whose house was adjacent to ours. He stayed with his wife and 28 year old daughter. He happened to rake leaves on his front yard and happened to see me sitting all alone on the porch. So out of a friendly gesture He asked where my family has been and whether I can…

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