Today I spent most of my day at the house of a group of Greek dudes who are friends of mine, because they were celebrating Easter with a traditional Greek Easter luncheon. On the menu:
- Fresh-baked, warm, Greek-style foccacia bread with rosemary.
- Tzatziki (two kinds, with two levels of garlic) for the bread, and, in fact, for everything else, since Greeks eat tzatziki with everything.
- Homemade spanakopita.
- Greek salad quite unlike the restaurant kind. Very tomato-ey and with a lot more oil and feta.
- Salad with lettuce, dill, and olive oil.
- Potatoes baked crisp in a bath of olive oil and rosemary.
- Barbecued chicken.
- Swiss and Muenster cheeses.
- Gyro bread.
But most importantly, there was a lamb on a motorized spit over a charcoal-filled firepit. The lamb was spun for hours over the pit (it was dead already, don't worry) while being regularly brushed with a mixture of olive oil, oregano, salt, and pepper. People kept wandering up to it and tearing off slices even before it was finished. And when it was finished, it was so delicious all the way though.
Unfortunately, I had to leave early, just after the lamb and been put on the table for the twenty or so of us to descend on it, so I did not fill myself to bursting with the afternoon lamb. But what I had was delicious. The crispy outside layer, and the lambishly tender meat underneath. With a bit of tzatziki, heavenly. Mmm.
Next year, I will have to figure out how to gatecrash a Passover seder. But this Muslim's verdict on Greek Orthodox Easter: delicious.