Back in 2005 my dad’s side of the family took a trip to Greece together. It was incredible and filled with memories I’ll never forget. I remember laughing until my belly hurt with my cousins and brother, falling in love with the relaxed atmosphere in my aunt’s hometown, daydreaming of the idea of being whisked […]
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Saturday marked two years since my Yiayia’s passing. It’s funny how time works. In a way it numbs us to what has happened and our new life without someone, but no matter how many days or years fly by, the heartache of not being with that person still remains. I hate the fact that it’s […]
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Avgolemono. The first soup I ever fell in love with. I’m not sure if it was the richness of the egg, or the tang from the lemon, or the fact that everyone around me encouraged me to dunk crusty bread in it – but I knew right then and there it would be a dish […]
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After the New Year hit, my husband and I vowed to eat at least one salad a week. I know, not very ambitious, but we’re hoping it will help us feel better about ourselves this year. Gotta start small, right? We’ve been bad lately, especially with ordering out (makes me cringe just thinking about it). […]
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Does anyone else believe that when you dream about a person who has passed away, it’s their way of visiting from heaven? My Yiayia has been in so many of my dreams lately – I think it’s her way of bringing me comfort and easing the heartache I sometimes feel when I think about her […]
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It’s national French fry day! If our daughter knew what food holidays were, this would absolutely be one of her favorites. Fries are her best friend. I’m not joking. We have to hide them whenever we make them or eat out to ensure she’ll eat the rest of her meal. She’s a very dedicated fry […]
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My family has been enjoying Greek yogurt long before brands like Fage or Chobani hit stores in America. I love that it’s become a popular breakfast food and/or snack because it’s the only yogurt I’ll let touch my lips. Honest! My Yiayia used to make homemade yogurt and would send my mom home with a […]
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I have many vivid memories of sitting at my Yiayia’s kitchen table late at night, talking and playing cards. Most of these sit-downs would end in tears after she’d tell me the stories of her childhood or how she fell desperately in love with Papou. I swear, she could read the back of a milk carton and […]
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“Hi Marinike, this is Yiayia and Papou. We just called to say hi…” Every single voicemail she ever left me started with that cute little greeting. It was usually followed by, “I was thinking of you” or “how’s your honey?”. Oh, how I’ll miss hearing that raspy, thick accent. I had saved a few messages […]
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Marina Makes 