This is my Greekboy. I met him at the bar at 4 o'clock in the morning.

"Are you Greek?" I slurred.
"Yes," he responded.
And then I slapped my hand on his leg and said, "We're gonna have ten thousand Greek babies," to which he responded, "How about we do lunch first."

Then we got lunch and now 4 years later, he is one of the greatest people I have ever met, one of the most important people I know, and I love him unconditionally.

Please visit Pan Hellenic Bakery in Greektown in Chicago. He owns it and they sell the best Greek pastries in town.