We still laugh about a memory at the first Greek festival I went to... Bethany had bought some Greek food (the name escapes me, but it was some type of leaf wrapped over rice, I believe.) I knew Tim liked spontaneous and adventurous women, so I decided to take a bite when he offered me one, even though it looked horrible. It ended up tasting as bad as I had anticipated and I wanted to spit it out, but I never wanted Tim to know I hated it, so I kept a straight face. He still laughs at how much I would do to try and impress him, and every year we go back he asks if I would like one. No thanks.
One of my favorite parts of the festival is watching the dancing! I love the music and the dancing looks so fun. Sometimes I wish I knew how so I could join in.
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