Tzatziki

Went to dinner tonight at the restaurant where the Greek chef now resides. It was a surprise.

So after the starter was served, I asked to see the chef. There was a lot of confusion among the staff, and my date felt sorry for them (wimp!) and said, "just say Annika is here". Fortunately they didn't hear him.

After reminding them that I wanted to see the chef immediately, he came around the corner. Imagine the relief of the staff when they saw us hugging.

The tzatziki was so good I ordered a portion to go. Just too bad oil spilled out of the package on my fab winter jacket. But I bet nobody will notice, and that it's good for another 8 years at least.