Legend has it that the Goddess Aphrodite gave Oregano to Man as a token of happiness and joy. Any Greek cook can affirm that those oven-roasted potatoes are certainly happy little campers bathed in olive oil and sprinkled with the mother of all Greek herbs.
The "Joy of the Mountain" is in full bloom all around us. The unmistakable aroma of wild oregano is in the air and it beckons you to come and pick to your heart's content.
Oregano is a staple of Greek cooking so I jumped at the chance to travel over the mountain with my Aunt to her prime picking spot.
The children were so excited to fill their bags as they raced from patch to patch to find the white flowering stems. It was something that they had never experienced before, and it was also a scene that will make me smile each time I reach in to my newly replenished stash of dried oregano. (I'm sorry, but I'm not sharing!)
I'm going to have to suggest a new scent to those little tree air-freshener people - Greek Oregano!