This weekend in Richmond was a nonstop eat-a-thon and I loved every minute of it.
In order to keep some semblance of a balanced lifestyle while stuffing our faces with decadent dishes, we decided we would either walk or bike to the day time eating events. The Greek Festival is one mile from home, so it was a completely manageable route on foot.
And finally, after years of being overwhelmed by the crowds, we have figured out the trick to not having a melt down in the a la carte line. Go first thing Saturday morning. There are still many loyal Greek Fest fans, but it is so much more manageable than if you wait even half an hour into the day’s events.
What did we eat, you ask? Pastichio, Spanikopita, Tiropita and Baklava.
And every bite was divine.