My Laconian Legacy
is who I am
After College, I worked in multinationals for many years. I made a career there, worth mentioning. Great school, I must say. But, you know how it goes: “what goes around, comes around”. Αnd the Spartan land was calling. Its legacy was alive in me. In a quiet, silent way: even I didn’t realize it, until it became inevitable.
I don’t know King Leonidas, in person, I admit it. But I was fortuned enough to know quite a few Spartan heroes, since I was a kid. Common people fighting every day in the fields. In the groves. Building a future for their loved ones. Holding their lives in their strong hands. People in touch with their legacy. Proud men and women, who know exactly who they are and where they are heading. Rough, like the Spartan soil. And at the same time, optimistic like the internal mountain breeze of Taygetos mountain. People like my father. Like I hope to became one day. Raw models for my children.
I was named Metaxia. In Greek, this means “silky”. Typical Spartan humor: nothing about Laconia is “silk and smooth”. Not even close!
Born and raised here, lucky to grow up in this land and in this unspoiled nature, I have it in my DNA.
I’ve been around them and around olive trees, as long as I can remember. And its unique juice, Spartan olive oil. Nowadays, scientists confirm what a super food this is. How much it contributes to health and well-being, because of their polyphenols and all. They almost command its everyday use, for a better, longer life.
A truth well told, no doubt. But a common knowledge to us, here. For centuries. Since ever. I decide to make a living out of what this tough, breathtaking land gives birth. To be an ambassador of our simple, delicious cuisine and our fine products. Proud as a Spartan woman, I present to you my Laconian Legacy. It’s the food my family eats, everyday. I hope it will be in your table, one day. After all, it’s the easier, tastier way to become a Spartan too. Enjoy!