11-22-2004
Greek Coffee featured on Roseann Rogers website
Greek Coffee and George Molho featured at Roseann Rogers' website. Please visit www.buzzlady.com, the source for everything that's hot, hip, and happening from Houston to Hollywood. [ more... ]

11-22-2004
Greek Coffee Serves Up Cups of Care
Proceeds will go to support Trinity Children and Family Services, one of the largest nonprofit providers of childcare services in the country. Visit the Trinity CFS website at www.trinitycfs.org [ more... ]

Welcome to GeorgeMolho.com, my official online home! We've designed the Web site for you, the fans, to thank you for all of your support. My goal is to allow you more in depth access into the world of Greek Coffee, my debut novel.

As the site is developed users will be able to learn about upcoming events, book signings, my social and charitable work, as well as, registered users, will be allowed a sneak peek into my weekly diaries, further visits with my colorful grandmother, access to more in depth coffee cup readings—forum discussions on family, relationships, marriage, love, and sex. Also available to registered users, as the year progresses, will be teaser excerpts from the next novel, Greek Coffee, Those Are Not My Ashes, the second book in the Coffee Chronicles.

I will continue to develop this website and provide you with electronic greeting cards, Greek Recipes, wallpapers, and inspirational quotes. But I would like you to do something for me in return - I would request that you help me to help others. You can visit the Patrons section of this site to find out more about the charities that are very important to me: Please help if you can.

I hope you enjoy the site.

Greek Coffee, A Memoir  is a journey to understand the human soul.

"...I have become addicted to her cups. Through unsure times it is the only thing that gives me peace of mind, allowing me to close my eyes and be cradled by the sound of blood pumping in my ears.

I have been waiting since Friday night for a Saturday morning reading.

My grandmother is the ruling matriarch of a family of fast-lipped talkers and audacious storytellers. To keep pace one should be in top form and well versed in linguistic acrobatics.

Her culture, training, imprisonment, and worldly explorations have left an indelible imprint. She speaks in a rapid-fire, thick, heady Greek accent. And when the mood of the rising muse assumes control she transcends the modern Hellenistic dialect and sings in her family's historical Romaic tongue, dancing alongside the ancient peoples of the Black Sea, the Ponti.

The sounds of her syllables are riddled with the mysteries of the wise and the maddened oracles of ages past. She creates canvases out of symphonic emotions. Her vanity is well-deserved, bought and paid for with blood, soul, and sacrifice. The occasional tears stifling her rhythms are laced with the pangs of war; a teenager volunteered into the service of an underground brigade battling an inferno of genocide. The Nazis tortured her, curling her blistering fingers around boiling eggs. Talk or die. A pistol left the imprint of its sights on her temples and a swastika on her cheeks and the Gestapo officer's name from the butt of his Reich stamped P-08 Luger on her broken wrists. Drop an egg and she would die. This went on for eight months in the converted Salonika courthouse in Cell 501. She would be transferred in and out of varying camps. In the winter of 1942, they corralled her onto a death-train for Auschwitz-Birkenau. At seventeen her silence saved an entire village. At twenty she walked out of Ravensbruck, surviving the Death March. At sixty-two she revealed my destiny. Now, I am piecing together what went wrong..."

From Greek Coffee.
Copyright © 2004 by George Molho