I gave a friend a ride home from work and after dropping her off I took a different route home. It was the long way but the traffic wasn’t too bad.
On one side of the road I saw a business called fin, hoof and feather. I sure hope it was a place for pets and not a restaurant, because that would be so gross.
Speaking of restaurants, and gross, I stopped by a Greek place I have been wanting to try for the longest time. I live near Tarpon Springs which has a huge population of Greek people, so I figured where better to get Greek food? It wasn’t packed today like it usually is so I thought I would stop in. It smelled wonderful in there. I ordered my food and it was ready in less than 10 minutes.
Of course part of the problem was my fault for not wearing my glasses to read the menu. I got a nice greek salad and what I thought was chicken souvlaki. I got it all ready when I got home and took a bite and realized I wasn’t eating chicken. If I had read the menu I would have noticed it said pork or chicken and since I didn’t specify, they used the first choice. Thinking Greek food=lamb, I couldn’t eat it. It got to the point where I couldn’t even eat the pita bread it came on so I threw it all away. Then I read the menu I brought home. Pork. It still wasn’t that good and the meat wasn’t tender. It was like taking a drink of what you think is coke and it’s really root beer…you just want to spit it out. I wish I would have just stoped at my favorite place near where i used to live and gotten just the greek salad. The one I got today tasted like the potato salad came out of a can and the dressing tasted bottled. Yech. At my other place, everything is homemade. His dressing is so good that he bottles it and sells it at the restaurant.
A miserable ending to a miserable day.