Last September we had the joy of visiting the Greek Festival here in Dallas. Unfortunately, we did not have the joy of leaving satisfied, as the scales were more heavily weighted on the stroller rider side than the pocket book.
Our solution: homemade Pitas, Greek meatballs and Tzaziki sauce, a pile of tomatoes and feta and a whole lot of fun!
Unfortunately, Daniel did not think the meatballs were as worthy of the "OPAS!" after trying one. This was a call to arms for Daddy, who rallied the troops in a remarkable display of sibling rivalry and competition. Daniel, who normally is as adamant to contradict as he is determined to not lose, could neither be coaxed into submission by taunts for the most meatballs crammed into one child sized mouth, nor a continuous dialogue of his inability to consume meatballs at all.
Peter, being the natural leader he is, stepped up to the challenge beautifully, getting two whole meatballs in his mouth and keeping them there long enough for a photo-op.
Izzie got two in, but there was a minor explosion moments later.
He was unfazed by both the taunts and explosion.
But Luci enjoyed her 67th taste of food.
(We have been informed that the counting will end at 81, she is currently at 77, although I will need to verify with Peter.)
What did she think of them?
OPA!!!
(of course!)
3 comments:
TOO CUTE! We must go again this year, it was too much fun!
OPA! I love it!
Way too cute! You are a good story teller with the pics! OPA!
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