I had an Uncle ( married into the family ) who was of Greek descent. Whenever we went for a visit, I starved, because I wouldn’t eat the food and my parents were VERY strict! If I wouldn’t eat what was made I though at home I was forced to ), I wasn’t allowed any other food. Not so great for a five or six year old, but it was what it was.
Where i grew up in the suburbs of Boston there was a lot of Greek Families living around me.
I was friends with many of them and even dated a beautiful Greek girl for 3 years when i was 19.
One thing in did not like about them was the food though, yuck.
I HATE lamb, even the smell of it cooking grosses me out.
But hey, i HATE Cilantro as well but many people LOVE it for some reason so maybe it’s just me.
Tastes like what Freon must taste like, ugh.
I DO like baklava and ouzo though.. :)