Like many of the other colonies once possessed by Britain, Cyprus retains a special place in the national mindset. For many, it’s the sun kissed paradise dreamed of on the grey, lightless days of December. That’s why so many men in London seek out Cyprus escorts when they need someone to keep them company. They want that little splash of colour and sunshine to brighten up their day. If responsibilities and obligations are keeping them rooted to the grey concrete of the capital, they can still indulge themselves with a brief escape. The hearty laughter, the gorgeous food, the deep accent, it’s enough to lift any man’s spirits.
There is a fairly vibrant Cypriot scene in London for those that wish to explore this world without an expensive holiday. Greek food has always been a bit of an ugly duckling when it comes to fine dining: flavours are robust and solid but lack the finesse that haute cuisine has decreed is necessary for truly great food. Generally, it’s consigned to fast food and middle of the road restaurants, crammed into a box with its cousin food from southern Italy. Recently though, a fashion for the ‘simple’, rustic dishes has emerged, no doubt as an extension of the organic, small time, deli feel that many of the middle class are endorsing. Filo pastry, Orzo, Souvlaki and Moussaka are all appearing on the menu, in restaurants that are usually decorated with bare stone, wood and, occasionally, a touch of straw and dust: an authentic, carefree of rural honest life that cost thousands to reproduce. There are few places serving Cypriot food though, people tend to forget that Greece is full of cultural and culinary diversity and label it all as “Greek”. That’s a bit like saying that Italian and Cyprus escorts are the same thing. In reality that little bit of distance in the mediterranean makes all the difference. Pastitsio, for example, is a dish enjoyed throughout the country but in Cyprus the usually tomato heavy sauce is instead dominated by the fresh taste of mint. Similarly, the Muslim population of the island has brought Middle Eastern influences to its palette. Koupes are the cypriot equivalent of the Arabic Kibbeh, little pies made of cracked bulgur wheat and filled with ground meat.
Luckily London isn’t without its own Cypriot restaurants, they just take persistence and faith to find. They’re not normally in the poshest areas and there definitely won’t be a sommelier with a neatly trimmed, barely there moustache. The refinement and gentrification of other European cuisines certainly hasn’t hit Cyprus, which is good because it’s this lack of pretentious polish that really sets the dishes apart from their peers. When it comes to enjoying beautiful food, holidays or escorts, there’s no substitute for the sun kissed charms of Cyprus.