After the girls had gone to catch fresh octopus with Lambis, we had a fun BBQ planned for the rest of the evening. A number of people came throughout the night, but for those of you who know the island, we had Jen, Jillian, Aaron, Liam, Larn, Will, Ramona, Riko, Lambis of the regulars, and some new faces to Paros, Ben, Charlotte, Sarah, Kasey, Rachel, AnnMeade, Wendy, Pat and a few more that only stopped in for a quick bite. It was a fun group of Americans, Parians, British and some mutts.
Sarah, Charlie, Aaron, Liam, Rachel, Ben, Will
Rare Photo of Lambis
Octopus!
We began with a grill full of octopus, about 5 in total. While I had no option but to turn each piece separately, I faced my greatest grilling challenge yet, turning some 40+ pieces of slippery, curly octopus legs in a timely manner. Without the aid of a grill rack, this was no simple feat with a pair of tongs and skewer, but fortunately they turned out alright and they were enjoyed by all, even the few octopus virgins we had at the table nodded in approval. Fresh over frozen octopus really makes the difference and this was about as fresh as they come.
From there, we had lamb sausages from Lambis, marinated chicken souvlakis, beef souvlakis, watermelon and feta salad, beet salad, tzatziki and lots and lots of red and white wine sangria to go around. Having a grill that could handle the job of cooking for so many people finally came in handy.

Everyone roamed around in groups and were having a great time; towards the end of the night, there was swimming, guitar playing, music and all kinds of uncoordinated dancing (mostly me). Riko had announced that it was his birthday tomorrow, so we waited until midnight and presented him with a watermelon bowl cocktail with a number of straws in absence of a cake, and he was equally thrilled.
As the night wound down, we cleared the tables and made our way into town to meet some others, which quickly turned into a beach party and even more swimming with only the moonlight to clothe us. At last, we eventually made our ways home as the sun rose to send us off to bed. A great BBQ and certainly not the last. Next up, Crayfish Party?



































