Greek Souvlaki (Not Shish Kebob!)

20180127_23130The best souvlaki I ever had was from a street vendor in my mom’s village in Greece.  I lost track of how many I ate that summer, but I’m sure the guy was amused by this little American girl’s appetite.  The meat was served right off a small wood-fired grill with a chunk of bread stuck on the end of the stick.  I couldn’t get enough of it then, and I still can’t now.

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