Gyro Plate
This is, hands down, one of the coolest places I’ve been to in a long time. What made it even cooler is that my friend Gina and I happened upon it by accident. Driving by, we saw “coffee” and “gelato” on a green awning, so we U-turned, parked, and were greeted with “kabob” on the other end. Read on…
Moussaka
My mother, my step-father and I ended up here after a failed attempt to say goodbye to Otto’s BBQ on Memorial. They were already closed when we got there, so we got back on the freeway and drove aimlessly until we came across a place that will probably never close: Pappas’ Greek venture, Yia Yia Mary’s. Read on…
Greek Salad
I have never felt more homesick as when I was sitting in my dorm room in North Carolina last October watching Niko Niko’s on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives. My father started coming here when it was still a gas station in the late 1970′s, and at some point he brought my mother, who was hooked on their gyros long after their divorce. Read on…
