To Be or Not to Be Greek

That morning we arrived at my uncle's house for family dinner.

I'm so excited for lunch!

Why are you so excited all the sudden?

Because every time we are with the family I feel more Greek!

γεια σας!I thought I heard you guys out here. Come in, comein!

Everyone look who has arrived!

Everyone was gathered around a table full of delicious authentic Greek dishes.

*Chatter from all sides of the room*

What is going on? I never understand what they're saying.

I wish I was more Greek...

Pappoú look at me!

"Thank you! It is an old family recipe."

Σας ευχαριστώ! Είναι μια παλιά συνταγή οικογένειας

Everyone into the living room for dancing!

Metaxia come dance with us!

I can't. I don't know how. I'm not Greek enough.

Of course you are!

Come on! We'll teach you!!

You'll never learn if you don't try!

No one there thought I was any less Greek. That idea was all in my head. All I had to do was include myself because I was just as Greek as anyone there.

OPA!!!

"The pastitsio was amazing! Whose recipe is it?"

το παστίτισο ήταν θαυμάσιο της οποίας η συνταγή είναι;