Pork Belly and Peanut Butter Sandwich
Words, Recipe and Styling by Libbie Summers Photography by Chia Chong Peanut week wouldn’t be complete without a peanut butter sandwich recipe! The addition of braised pork belly, a banana […]
Pork Belly Gyros
For a stretch of four years, I was lucky enough to be a resident on the Greek island of Mykonos for a couple of months each year. I’d go to recharge my creative batteries, drink some ouzo, dive for sea urchin roe, and sleep. Standing on the edge of the cerulean blue Aegean Sea and overlooking the tan bodies of Grecian Gods in Speedos, I knew I was exactly where I needed to be. Of course, as nourishing as all that introspection was for my soul, this girl needed to eat. And that’s when I discovered a Mykonian gyro. I’d had gyros before. I bought one off a food cart in New York, ate a gut bomb from the county fair, and worse yet, ordered a gyro from some Midwestern chain where my server referred to it as a “gee-RO.” Anywhere you live, someone’s making some trashy gyro, but I’m here to tell you that there ain’t no gyro like a gyro in Greece.
Pork Belly Gyros
For a stretch of four years, I was lucky enough to be a resident on the Greek island of Mykonos for a couple of months each year. I’d go to recharge my creative batteries, drink some ouzo, dive for sea urchin roe, and sleep. Standing on the edge of the cerulean blue Aegean Sea and overlooking the tan bodies of Grecian Gods in Speedos, I knew I was exactly where I needed to be. Of course, as nourishing as all that introspection was for my soul, this girl needed to eat.
The King’s Belly Sandwich
When I was younger, I was obsessed with Elvis Presley. Okay, I still am. But back then my imagination was so ripe, I could picture myself on the the brightly decorated sets of his formulaic movies, befriending costars like Shelly Fabres. Shelly would ask “Libbie Marie (I would, of course, change my name) what did you and “E” do last night” and I would fill her in on all the exotic fun a sheltered ten year old could dream up for a date with the king.
Those were the innocent thoughts that filled a young heart. And these are the flavors, in honor of a first crush –my king, that satisfy an adult appetite.
