This Friday after work, Mr Cleaver and I stopped by the annual Greek Food Festival at the Holy Trinity Church. Mr. Cleaver has been talking this thing up since May and fortunately the weather was dry enough for us to grab some dinner.
When we got there at a quarter to five, the line barely fit in the tent, by the time we got our food there was hardly a seat. This thing in popular and there’s no doubt why:
After stuffing ourselves full on delicious Greek food , we wandered through the neighborhood a bit and looked at the fancy old buildings. I thought the color-coded townhouses below were particularly charming.