Greek Food and Hang

I've been on a mission to try new and exciting food lately. I want to be more cultured, and a little bit more adventurous. I find that I get excited over little things like eating something delicious at a new places. I'm definitely low maintenance, and easily amused.

I must declare love to www.yelp.com. It's where I go to find new restaurants for my adventures. They make it so easy to find the most specific restaurants. Want middle eastern food? Just put it in the search box, and voila, there is it!

A friend and I tried Christakis Greek Cuisine. It is an adorable little restaurant with a pretty nice ambiance, and it was nice to sit on their patio. I was in love with the cuteness of it all. I think it had to do with the water fountain.

We started off with the spanakopita (spinach, feta cheese, and fillo dough), and it was pretty tasty. My friend later told me it is available at Costco in the frozen aisle (My heart did a little dance when she told me that). I think I automatically like anything when it is made with dough.

Greek salad was then served to us. I didn't really care for it because it was extremely peppery. I would of ordered their soup, but it had meat in it. 

My main entree was superb. I've always had a thing for falafel, and when I took my first bite, I was in heaven. There was just the right amount of crunch in it. I've never really cared for mushy or soft falafel, and theirs were the perfect texture. It was served with green beans, rice, and potato. I really enjoyed my meal, and as I was eating it, I was thinking about how I wanted to come there again next week.

But my happiness was dampened because of their terrible service. At first I didn't mind waiting for what felt like 30 minutes for my meal, but I was really upset when my friend and I sat there for about 15 minutes waiting for our check. They gave us a to-go box, and picked up our plates, but never brought the check until my friend flagged down a waiter. We even sat staring at our waiter, but she never got the hint. We felt ignored because the waiter talked to every table, but ours.

I had a fit of giggles when I saw the belly dancer. It's not that I was laughing at the belly dancer. I was laughing because she was dancing to a little 1 year old. The baby was so mesmerized by her dancing that he started clapping. It was so cute, but I couldn't help thinking what he would be like when he grew up. How is that age appropriate? Then his parents gave him money to put in the belly dancers' waist band, and I didn't know what to think. 

I really did like their food, but I can't help but be put off by their service. Maybe I'll give them another try one of these days when I have a terrible craving for falafel.

I want to try middle eastern food next. It sounds interesting.