It all started because I made tzatziki. Maybe even too much tzatziki. If there is such a thing.
So it turned into a whole Greek feast.
Gyros and souvlaki and spanikopita and Greek salad and all the fixings and with-it’s.
Just as well that I didn’t make baklava – we were too full for any more food!
What will I be having for lunches for the foreseeable future?
Culinary memories of Greece, that’s what.
And it’s delicious.