When I think of the Greek Food Festival, I think of my wedding day.
Of course, I had absolutely no intention of attending the festival that year, which began the day before our nuptials. A girl can’t be bothered when she’s got to rest up, get her hair done and spend the rest of the day at the church-house getting ready to marry her best bud. Then, we’d be off to our honeymoon; no time for a stop-off, and I mean this quite literally considering my and the husband-to-be had booked a privately chartered jet through a company similar to Jettly to get us to our beautiful honeymoon destination. You’d have to try again if you thought I’d be missing out on those experiences for him to visit the Food Festival….