Our Big Fat Greek Easter

Easter is a very traditional time of the year for us Greeks; it’s a time for religion, family but most importantly, food. 

Usually Greek easter is the week after English easter so we get 2 easters (yum) but this year, unfortunately, it’s on the same day. The two easters are slightly different, instead of eating chocolate eggs, we crack red eggs. Instead of making lamb with mint jelly, we make Souvla, instead of an easter egg hunt, we just eat chocolate because you won’t dare hide food from a Greek. And last but not least, we make Fluones. The best way to describe them is a savoury sweet bread cake hybrid we make every Easter.

A lot of people don’t know this but Greeks fast, it’s more of a lent rather then what people typically associate with a fast. We essentially go vegan, if it comes out of an animal, we can’t eat it.
You’re suppose to do this for 40 days but unless you’re as religious as a priest, you do it for a week.

There are 3 main church going days; Thursday, Friday and Saturday.

Thursday is communion day.
We get to Church at the painful hour of 7:15 to avoid the queues. It’s a get in, light a candle, nom the communion, and get out situation. Once you’ve forgotten how early it is, it’s a pretty calm morning, just remember the golden rule of not to kiss anyone afterwards. 

Friday night is a wild one, it’s the ebidafeo.
The police close off the roads surrounding the Church and we follow the ebidafeo around the streets. It’s a flower decorated memorial to Jesus’s tomb carried by members of the Church. In the villages, they take it into the houses and bless them, but in London it’s just fun to see how many Greeks there are.

Saturday is a holy one.
We get to Church for 23:30 because when the clocks strike 12, they say a prayer, pass out the holy light and most importantly, we can eat meat again! The holy light is a flame that has been ‘lit by God’ and flown around the world, passing the flame to the Churches everywhere. It’s a pretty big deal. You keep the flame lit in your house for as long as you can, transferring it from candle to candle. 
We make chicken lemon for when we get home from Church. As tempting as it is to stop at a drive through and get a burger, we have to ease the meat back into our system. There’s a myth that some Greeks end up in hospital because they go ham at the BBQ (pun intended). I think that’s just what mothers tell their children so they don’t eat everything.

I’ll admit that these traditions sound a bit weird but we are very traditional people. I’ve grown up doing all of this and it really makes you feel part like part of the community. 

Have you got any traditions?
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Have a great Easter,
Mario El :p

ps - Big thanks to @Katlast for thinking of the post title