Although my family’s restaurant is distinctly Italian, I, on the other hand, am Greek, as is a large part of my family. Together, we manage to fulfill numerous stereotypes about Greek-Americans, one manicotti at a time. For years, I resisted my Greekness, trying to “fit in” with the Smiths and Walkers of the world, never quite… Continue reading Keyed Up
Lazy Pants
Would I define myself as particularly bold or outrageous? No. (And being a rebel in a past life doesn’t count). I’ve taken the Myers-Briggs, and since that test doesn’t lie, I know for a fact that I am not as big of a risk taker as my Id would like for me to think. However,… Continue reading Lazy Pants
Because it’s Wednesday
If you’ve read my About Me section then you know that somehow, in my spaghetti scented youth, I developed a taste for the finer things. Now, I hope this doesn’t throw you off. I appreciate hazelnut creamer and a burger from Jack in the Box more that I’d like you to know (the Sourdough Jack is… Continue reading Because it’s Wednesday
The Lady Olive 