Mary Anglberger's blog

And yet again… a fantastic, literally ‘event-full’ weekend: herbs, a private party, a 100 celebration, Indian music… all in three days!

We started on Friday with a balcony herb growing workshop with Miranda Tringis from Cyherbia Herb Gardens whom I call the ‘herb fairy’- she is so knowledgeable and in love with all things plant. The actual beginning of her demonstration/talk was slightly delayed because we just could not stop asking her questions about our little gardening woes. And she did have an answer for every single one - she’s a walking encyclopedia really, when it comes to plants and I had been looking really forward to this event.

The herbs in my balcony’s herb corner served as models and we were all excited to find out so many little tips and tricks on how to keep them growing and healthy. The second part was spent planting our own lemon verbena into little pots the ‘proper way’. My large balcony table provided the ideal working area and we had great fun getting our hands in dirty!

On Saturday the weather was ‘balcony’, the mood Indian and our special guest very special. I had seen Ravi Saundankar performing traditional Indian Raga music and was later introduced to him by a dinner club guest. I had been planning to do an Indian meal and was thrilled to have someone to talk about Indian food, allowing us to get some culinary insights.

This Sunday was just glorious in every way but especially the weather was just brilliant as was the scenery around Kelefos bridge and the mood among the participants!

The 22-seater was fully booked and all the participants arrived at our meeting spot - outside my place - on time, blankets under their arms. I had taken care of the rest so logistically a real treat for the participants which probably explains why they were all in such a good mood and kept saying how they felt like on a school trip!

Saturdays’ Burmese dinner was yet again a totally new experience - not one chef but five were cooking up a storm in my tiny kitchen! The event came to be when my lovely Burmese English students asked me if I knew of a place where they could cook their own food - at their training center they eat at a cafeteria.