Author Archives: Diana Farr Louis

“The moment she walked into the office, I saw that she was not scary at all, but warm, delightful, funny, and kind. She was thin but wiry, and although her hair was white, she had the face of a sprite, lively and curious. She told me to call her Jacky. Had I known more about […]

“Using objets trouvés and tools from the hardware store, she started to create fabulous animals, roosters, and sea creatures, as well as portraits. Her animals are imbued with her own energy and exuberance, and many also reveal her wonderful sense of humor: a sheep bell represents a bull’s testicles; lengths of chain a goat’s shaggy […]

“It all began on a tennis court in the late 1980s. I was co-editing a magazine for a Greek hotel chain and we were searching for someone to do a food column. It never occurred to me to write it myself. Whom to ask but my French tennis pal? You can always rely on a […]

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge By Diana Farr Louis The iconic Greek family at their dinner table. Author’s Note: “When I was young, growing up on Long Island, my father used to bring home The New York World-Telegram and Sun when he came back from his Wall Street office in the evening. Every Christmas […]

“He started collecting all the paperwork, voluminous, even though no house had ever been built there, and had almost completed the process when, two days before the deal was to be signed, one tax still remained unpaid, and seemingly unpayable.”—Diana Farr Louis  Eating Well Is The Best Revenge By Diana Farr Louis ATHENS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—October […]

“Your very vivid description of the house last week reminded me again why I  NEVER wanted to own a house in the country (although I am very happy to have relatives and friends who do).”—Diana Farr Louis Eating Well Is The Best Revenge By Diana Farr Louis ANDROS, Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—June 2019—“Your very vivid description of the […]

“Not long ago, we went to a christening in a sweet little church just outside Athens. The ceremony unfolded the way it’s meant to: the priest was benignly pious, the baby howled when dunked in the font, the parents beamed throughout, and the guests were delighted with such a good excuse for a party. I […]

“I’m writing just after the last weekend of Carnival in Greece, which comes to a close not with an Ash Wednesday but with a Clean Monday. This gives Greeks three days on which to celebrate rather than just a single Fat Tuesday. And it seems to me that, despite all the parades and pranks of […]

“It was then I began to feel like Rip Van Winkle. Nothing in our old neighborhood bears any resemblance to the charming quarter of only 20 years ago. When I first arrived, the streets were unpaved and occasionally hosted flocks of sheep.”—Diana Farr Louis Eating Well Is The Best Revenge By Diana Farr Louis ATHENS […]

“Even though I majored in English Literature in college, I was never fond of Ezra Pound’s poetry (or politics). Even though T. S. Eliot dedicated ‘The Waste Land’ to him, calling him il miglior fabbro—the best maker—because of his valuable editing (and playing on the original Greek meaning of the word poietes, maker/creator/poet), to me […]