My godmother's apartment in Athens is one such place.
Stacked in a quiet street, off an old Athenian road, it is in my mind an icon of elegant bourgeois living.
This apartment reminds me of her apartment every little bit.
The boiserie walls.
The library of my godfather.
The green velvet couch, same as the one in my house!
The stacked dishes.
The telephone on the wallpapered kitchen wall.
See it all here.