06 . 09 . 15
During my recent summer trip to Cyprus, I was reminded of a very sweet little song I used to sing as a child that made be feel nostalgic for carbohydrates. It’s about koulourakia – or bread sticks coated in sesame and nigella seeds (the ones in the photo above are actually made with chocolate and sesame). It’s sort of the equivalent of the British nursery rhyme, Pat-a-cake, but it mentions the wood fired oven that many houses in Cyprus still have.
The song goes like this:
I’m rolling koulourakia (Pla-tho koulourakia)
With my two little hands (Me ta thio hairakia)
The oven will bake them (O fournoss tha da psisi)
The house will smell nice (Do spidi na mirisi)