A Day of Greek Food Cooking

No, I’m totally not greek, but for about 5 of my teenage years I worked in a greek restaurant. I both loved it and hated it at the same time, part of me loved being in the busy atmosphere, thought of as part of the huge greek family and getting to stay in the family villa in Cyprus was an obvious plus point of course. The down sides were that it was damn hard work and very long hours with not a whole lot of money in return. It saw me through well though, gave me enough money to afford my own little two bed flat in town (also owned by the greeks and right above the restaurant, handy for them, not so handy for me when I wanted to escape on a rare day off lol) and kept me out of trouble, I mean I literally had no free time to get in trouble. So whilst working...