I love being adopted by my friends’ families, especially over the holidays. Funny enough, they like to feed me, and I happily oblige.
This year, Christina’s crazy, wonderful, gracious family invited us over for dinner on Boxing Day (that’s December 26 for all you non-Canadians). They’re Greek and put on a huge spread.
The kefthedes are by far my favourite dish that Christina’s mom makes. You might know them better in manageable meatball sizes, but in this house, they shape it into a huge loaf instead and then slice it up. I love it.
The tiropitas was new to me. It’s a simple cheese pie made of phyllo pastry sheets, kefalotiri cheese and some feta I think. “Oh it’s nothing,” said Christina’s mom. Oh but it was something! Delicious.
We also had dolmades, grape leaves stuffed with rice. I don’t usually like them in restaurants, but I guess that’s why homemade is always better.
I also tend to avoid moussaka – a kind of casserole with layers of ground lamb, eggplant and tomato topped with a cheesy bechamel sauce – but again, this was so good.
On top of that were also salad with artichokes, tomatoes and olives, some roast lamb and Greek Christmas bread!
After all that came huge dessert platters piled with Greek sweets and nanaimo bars. I could only polish back one kataifi, which refers to the shredded pastry. It’s similar to baklava, filled with nuts and covered in honey, except it’s hairy. Ha!
Everything was so good, just like the company. Yay for my Greek family!
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