My friend Doreen had planned to meet up with us on Saturday to rock it out with Loverboy, but circumstances changed and she couldn't make it. Instead we planned a date to get together on Sunday. We had no specifics in mind, but I had hoped to make it out to the Greek Festival sometime this weekend, so I suggested that we have Greek for lunch.
The Greek Festival, has been a yearly tradition for myself and several of my friends for many years. As a kid, I used to attend with my friend Lynne as she was Macedonian and her family was quite involved with this annual festival bringing traditional Greek food, dance and beliefs to the community. As a kid we would spend hours with her parents there and it was always a great treat. Although I never was inclined to eat the foods a child, we were always ready to scope the crowd for some hot looking Greek boys, and it was always a sign that summer was on it's way. As the years past, I have attempted to attend yearly with my own family, and most often I will go with my friend Carol and her family on the Thursday evening the Festival has kicked off. With so many things going on this year I thought I might just miss it. Doreen's date was a perfect opportunity to attend and her first time at the event.