The plan today was to spend the day on an secluded beach, get in some snorkeling and have a barbeque. The carefully selected beach was great, albeit involving a huge treck and much boulder scrambling. The beef kebabs, marinaded for many days, were too ripe even for us to eat. The shore was boulder ridden and totally unsafe for snorkeling. And we hadn't realised we were nearby to a naturist beach. Taylor Swift they were not - the sight of octagenarian willies invading our space was enough to put an end to the day's adventure.
Plan B: drive to nearest seafood store and buy a few handfuls of raw tiger prawns. Back to apartment, shell the prawns, olive oil and good chunk of (French, salted) butter in a pan. Three big cloves of garlic, thinly sliced, in to soften. Prawns in, couple of minutes then turned. Handfull of chopped fresh coriander (we were out of parsley), season and a generous squeeze of lemon juice. Rip up some French stick and get stuck in. Bottle of Yiaskouris 2010 Oak aged Shiraz (i've been hunting this all week). Job done. Sorry no photo's but eating it was the priority. Sometimes, the simplest meals are the best!