Several years ago, I almost ate myself to death at Gardens of Salonica. Only recently have I been able to venture in there again. And already after a few years hiatus, I've picked up the habit of stopping in once a week for pickled octopus with pita. Like for instance last night, I walked in and had my plate of what I would LIKE to call "kalamari with a kick" -- except octopus is octopus and calamari is squid, ie, calamari is squid. Then I got myself out of there by promising that if I went home I could have blueberry pie with that Stonybrook Farms Whole-milk French vanilla yogurt on top.
[Sigh!] It's never enough!