This is a painting of the village of Vlahokerasia by the artist Peter Contis,
who was a friend of my husband's great-grandparents.
The dots do not appear on the original painting.
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| Anastassios Demitrios Kolovos |
My husband's maternal lineage can be traced back to a small village in Greece, Vlahokerasia, on the Greek Peloponnesus between Tripoli and Sparta. His great-grandfather, Anastassios Demitrios Kolovos was just 16 years old when he immigrated to the U.S. after half of his family perished during a plague of smallpox that struck the village during the olive harvest. Anastassios settled in Pittsburgh, PA where his uncle had already established himself with a succesful restaurant.
Anastassios went on to be a successful businessman himself and raised a family that included my husband's grandfather, Anastasios Robertos (later changed to Ernest, and known by his friends as "Bob"). Bob, himself, had a fascinating career which included work in the U.S. Military's earliest experiments with LSD in the 1950s. Bob passed away a few years ago, and I'm honored and happy to have had the opportunity to get to know him.
By the time I met Bob, he had long since retired from the military, from engineering, from pursuing his numerous PhDs, and from his passion for cooking. My husband's grandmother speaks often of the wonderful things that Bob used to cook.
Anastassios went on to be a successful businessman himself and raised a family that included my husband's grandfather, Anastasios Robertos (later changed to Ernest, and known by his friends as "Bob"). Bob, himself, had a fascinating career which included work in the U.S. Military's earliest experiments with LSD in the 1950s. Bob passed away a few years ago, and I'm honored and happy to have had the opportunity to get to know him.
By the time I met Bob, he had long since retired from the military, from engineering, from pursuing his numerous PhDs, and from his passion for cooking. My husband's grandmother speaks often of the wonderful things that Bob used to cook.
This photo is one of the focal points of my collection of wedding ephemera.
In the picture are Sarantos and Banyota Michelopolos who were Bob's god-parents.
This dish reminds me of a cross between a lasagna and a moussaka. The flavors are complex and the textures of the pasta, the creamy bechemel and the hearty meat sauce harmonize beautifully together.
Here is my new Kolovos family recipe:


















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I loved hearing about your family history! How exciting that your husband can trace his roots back to the old country. I've recently traced some of my roots on Ancestry.com, it was really emotional to see my grandfather's military record. The recipe is nice and I bet it tastes great. I didn't make the caramel apples this weekend, but don't give up on me! I have a good excuse, I got called into work. One day Jenn, it is going to be me and the kitchen!
Always love getting the thumbs-up on a family recipe!
I was reading History of Food the other night and was a little surprised to see lasagna was, apparently, the traditional Harvest food in certain areas of France. We're using that as inspiration for this year's Pumpkin Party menu and Pastitsio is one of the dishes we're thinking of including. Your version sounds delicious!
So when are we having this...a greek happy hour perhaps or a family recipe themed happy hour?
Wow, cool blog. I came to comment on your B2B post and ended up way down here, and bookmarked it. I just went to the Greek festival in San Marcos, and even though I don't cook (lack of time not talent) I think I'm going to try to cook this myself. Thank you.
Jenn,
I love love love your blog. Your family history is so fascinating, I love reading all about it, I don't want it to end, share more! Thank you for sharing this recipe and story on my page. Love seeing you as always! I love moussaka and I love lasagna so I know that I will go crazy for this! <3 Nettie
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