Innsbrook then Greece

After yesterday's revelries at Innsbrook this morning was pretty chill.

I examined some more concerning artwork on the walls and was definitely ready to leave before the shadowman curse took effect.

We went to the dumpster to throw out the trash and Lydia decided to also throw in her cellphone.

A random man was around and helped Lydia. I think he was actually there to scavenge rich people's trash.

There was a party incident in which this priceless bottlecap heirloom was knocked over and it's glass shadow box broken. Luckily they had some at a local craft crap supply store so we were able to replace it.

The perfect crime.

Innsbrook was fun. I'd come back.

Back in the big city we headed over to the Central West End's St. Nicholas Greek Orthodox Church for the annual Greek Festival. Opa!

After stuffing our faces with Greek awesomeness we took a little tour of the church. Growing up in the church of the western Roman Empire I like to check in on the church of the eastern Roman Empire from time to time. It's what good empire neighbors do.

Opa!

Greek Cookies at St. Anthony's

Last Saturday, the 5th of December, was the annual holiday sale in the basement at St. Anthony's Hellenic Orthodox Church. It's a small building but on this one day a year it is packed with delicious. For lunch you can choose from among steaming gyros, poorboys, and spinach pies. The reason I love this place enough to return every year, though, is the cookies. Greek cookies are freaking awesome.

A volunteer stood behind the table and packed a box full of all the unpronounceable honey and nut laden treats I over-indulgently pointed at.

I should have someone read the cookies' names to me next time. I've eaten enough of these that at this point we really should be introduced.


By the time I'd gotten them home the honey from the baklava and one or two others had pooled in the bottom of the box. I couldn't hold that against them.

The other reason I like visiting St. Anthony's is that it is a cozy, good looking little church. I'm not at all familiar with the orthodox tradition so the patriarchs and the pictures and paintings are all interesting to admire. Everything is written in Greek, and there are a couple of giant golden chandeliers with pictures of saints 'n friends on them.

This little festival only happens once a year as far as I know so if you've missed it you're SOL and most likely Greek cookie-less until 2010. If you'd like to attend a service though, I'm sure St. Anthony and the gang would be happy to see you.

Here's the program and-

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-here's their location.

I think my work here is done.