Georgian supra is a feast, sometimes celabratory and festive and sometimes somber, that is perhaps what holds the nation’s social fabric together. I was blessed to experience a wonderful meal of friendly spirit, laughter, and smiles, as well as tears in the corner of eyes as my hosts sang ballads honoring fallen heroes and their patria.
Much food and wine was shared hand-in-hand with new friendships. I will never forget it, and can only hope to enjoy future supras, not only in the Republic of Georgia, but anywhere I may be, including my home, where I will host you.
