My Big Fat Greek Restaurant Experience

Hello Again! Today was pretty laid back for all of us, but for Mittagessen when Dad and Kara came home, we went to this fabulous Greek restaurant basically right across the street from our apartment. It was just a little family that owned and ran it and it was so cute- the wife is the cook, the dad the host and the son the waiter. They had retired 3 years ago but after a year, the dad decided that he missed being able to interact with the people and regular customers so they opened it back up. And we were the only ones there right then because we kinda came in between lunch and dinner and so the dad and son were pretty much out there just talking with us the whole time, mostly about his Christian-orthodox views in comparison to our Mormon ways, which came up after he tried to serve us alcoholic drinks and we told him we didn't drink. Anyway, it made me so happy- people are so friendly and not in a hurry here. And the food was delicious- we had lamb and gyros and rice and this amazing salad with goat cheese.

We also chatted with our upstairs neighbor for a while. When Pika mentioned we were from Utah and we were Mormon, but not affiliated with the Mormons who had multiple wives, he got kinda confused and said he had never heard of the polygamist thing, but that he had learned how to play basketball from Mormons 30 years ago! It was back when basketball was not a well-known sport at all in Germany and apparently some Mormons wanted people to play basketball with so they taught a bunch of people how to play. I thought that was kind of funny that that was his connection and pretty much all he knew of Mormons.

I think that's all I will say for today, tschuss!