I don’t know about you guys, but I could eat Greek food almost every day and not get tired of it. The flavors are right up my alley: lemon, garlic, oregano, etc. I think I was about 13 years old the first time I ever had a gyro and discovered what would be a life long love affair with Greek food.
Growing up in a small town, we didn’t really have many places to “hang out” and the mall was the spot where we gathered. Specifically, The Food Court. It had the obligatory salad place, pizza chain, Chinese take-out, etc… But one day, a Greek restaurant went in.
Color Me Intrigued. I wanted to try it, but I was skeptical because he never had any customers.
I figured it had to be questionable if there wasn’t a line around the corner. Still, I would give it the once over pretty much everyday. I would smile and nod politely as I made my way to the predictable pizza place. Even as a kid, I was fairly open to new things and I remember walking past it repeatedly, as if I was casing the joint, trying to decide if I wanted to give it a go.