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I’m sure you did tiger_one! ’Twas many moons ago now ay?Hey champion @Flippedy - I might have passed you there (at Burwood). 😉
Sure was, but like yesterday too. 😉I’m sure you did tiger_one! ‘‘Twas many moons ago now eh?
Not recently closed - it was maintained by the owner-tenant Nic Fotiou as a time capsule for many, many years (but not trading - with doors closed and in darkness).The Olympia Milk Bar, Parramatta Road, Stanmore, Sydney (recently closed after decades of service)
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Thanks champion @Snidest 0 - great story/history there.Not recently closed - it was maintained by the owner-tenant Nic Fotiou as a time capsule for many, many years (but not trading - with doors closed and in darkness).
For decades, passersby would peer into Nicolas’ shop. Nobody knew the real story behind the iconic milk bar
ByJordan Baker and Garry Maddox
October 7, 2023
For decades, passersby could spot the Olympia’s mysterious owner Nicolas Fotiou shuffling around his fading art deco cafe in the half light, beneath soda pumps, empty confectionery boxes and billboards featuring Brylcreem and perms. Always by himself, always keeping busy.
As Sydney bustled into modernity, the old Greek milk bar stayed frozen in time. Locals became fascinated by the lonely, silent man in a white apron who lovingly tended his fading shop as it crumbled around him. No one knew his history, and few knew his name.
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Nick Fotiou in his milk bar on Parramatta Road, Stanmore.CREDIT:FACEBOOK
Some called him the milkshake man; some, less kindly, Dr Death. Some described his shop as the Dracula Den of Parramatta Road. Others recalled Miss Havisham, the Dickens character who stopped her clocks when her heart was broken.
But Fotiou’s reticence hid a fascinating life, which his family has agreed to reveal after his death last week; how he and his older brother John fled a country in tatters when he was just 13 years old, how they embraced the milk bar trade together, and how they made a deathbed promise to keep their lives’ work alive.
Fotiou died in a Belmore nursing home, more than two years after he was forcibly removed from the milk bar due to safety concerns. He was 86. On Friday, his body was blessed at St Athanasios chapel and buried in the Greek cemetery at Rookwood on Friday, next to John. There were five mourners at his grave.
Among them was his cousin – culturally, his nephew – Glen, who wanted to be known only by his first name to preserve his privacy, and who had been the childless shopkeeper’s primary support for the best part of 30 years.
After initial reluctance, Glen agreed to speak publicly for the first time to The Sydney Morning Herald about Fotiou’s past, so he won’t be remembered as a shadowy figure in a ghost milk bar, but as a man, a son and a brother.
Glen says Fotiou was 13 years old when he departed Repanidi, a village to the north of the island of Lemnos, in 1949 and headed Australia with his brother John, who was five years older. They left their family behind; one of their sisters still lives in Greece, aged 95.
They spent time in country NSW learning the milk bar trade – immigration records suggest he was sponsored by owners of a Greek cafe in Wagga – before buying the Olympia in the late 1950s. The younger Fotiou was naturalised in 1968.
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Barries sports and hobbies my favourite. He had everything.Hey champion @Flippedy - I might have passed you there (at Burwood). 😉