Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis ATHENS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—2/13/12—With the horrific photos of the gleaming cruise ship keeling over within spitting distance of the Italian shore, my thoughts naturally…

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis ATHENS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—1/30/12—Like the other dilapidated houses on the block next to the train tracks, the Klimaka shelter for the homeless is covered…

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis ATHENS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—1/16/12—The plan should have been foolproof. We’d set out in separate cars, but the destination seemed straightforward enough. We’d meet at…

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis  ATHENS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—1/2/12—Two days after Christmas, we went to a christening in a sweet little church just outside Athens. The ceremony unfolded the…

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis ATHENS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—12/19/11—Crises bring up memories of other crises, and this country has had more than its share in the past hundred years:…

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis KIFISSIA Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—12/5/2011—Well, it isn’t really the season to be jolly, not quite, and yet bright lights are already twirled like beaded snakes…

“Eating Well Is The Best Revenge” by Diana Farr Louis ATHENS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—11/21/11—In the 60s, when I was a resident of the Big Apple, the Fifth Avenue buses used to stream downtown with…

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis ANDROS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—11/7/11—Well, it’s that time of year again, olive-picking time, and although we’ve been on the island for a week, strong, nay…

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis ATHENS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—10/24/11—Like Woody Allen’s hero, Gil, in Midnight in Paris, I always wanted to have lived in Paris in the 1920s. Unlike…

Eating Well Is The Best Revenge by Diana Farr Louis ANDROS Greece—(Weekly Hubris)—10/10/11—We’ve been to fabled Mykonos enough times not to need to revisit, but when my dear friend, “The Fish,” confessed that…