Cooking has never just been about the food for me. It’s a catalyst in my brain to anywhere in the world. Food is like my own personal one-way plane ticket… a shimmering portal whispering “where do you want to go today?” Greece has a death grip on my heart, so it’s no shock that their dishes line the pages of my blog. A past version of myself skipped through 15 countries in the European wonderland (with next to no money, might I add) with full intension of ending in Greece. When Greece never happened, I found myself wanting to cook…
