I didn't make it to the Greek Festival last year so I made sure I got there this year. I went Friday night and met up with friends there. We watched the young kids dancing.
And the adults dancing.
And we ate some saganaki (flaming cheese). This is where the cooks have everyone shout "Opa" when they flame the cheese.
And we indulged in one plate of Loukoumades (donuts soaked in honey). Honest, only one plate for us. These were someone else's sticky treats.
I have a new post on Sharon's Sojourns today. Rooftops take on a whole new meaning when you are in Milan.
Ah dancing the sirtaky, brings back memories...
ReplyDeleteIt looks like fun, Sharon! And those donuts look quite tasty!
ReplyDeleteThe honey donuts look divine Sharon.. it was my birthday on Saturday, I ate so many chocolates, oh la will have to be good for the next week 😉
ReplyDeleteI think I once watched a Eurovision contest where the Greek act did a music number that involved shouting "Opa!" But I might be imagining it.
ReplyDeleteWonderful shots!
ReplyDeleteThere's a Greek festival here, but I always miss it.
Looks like a fun time was had by all.
ReplyDeleteI don't even want to imagine trying to make my way through that whole plateful. :-)
ReplyDeleteoh such a lot of fun! those donuts look good too.
ReplyDeleteThis looks like a great festival: dancing and eating. Great pastimes! ("Opa" reminds me of "My Big Fat Greek Wedding." Fun movie.)
ReplyDeleteWe used to enjoy the Greek festivals every year when we lived in Phoenix. And I had flaming cheese once, in a restaurant in an area of downtown Detroit that back then (the early 80's, I think) was known as Greektown. The ceiling of the restaurant was blackened from the leaping flames as the waiters carried the plates to your table.
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