Wow, we're brothers from another Mother; I know the Lord's Prayer too in Greek...………...plus some swear words...……….and yes, my Mother speaks Greek around other Greeks when she doesn't want me to know what is up.
My Mother went to Greece/Italy a number of years ago with my Dad and another couple. My Mom and her friend went into a shop in Athens and her friend was interested in an item, the store owner was babbling with a friend of his in Greek, completely ignoring my Mother and her friend...……..then he said to his friend in Greek "These American tourists are a pain in the !@#"...................my Mother lit him up like a Christmas tree; in Greek...….he had a look on his face like he didn't know whether to @#$ or wind his watch...……….one of my all time favorite stories............don't mess with Mama bear...……………..
George...
those old Greek ladies are tough beans to mess with!
they don't back down...
very out spoken and seem to relish arguments and confrontations...
always ready to call each other "a ****" at the drop of a hat...
nobody can roll their eyes like old Greek women when it comes to another woman's cooking...
my father used to volunteer cooking at the annual Greek festival helping prepare the food...
all the old Greek women cooking the sauce for the mousaka...pastitsio...etc...
he said they battled over it every year...
too much salt...not enough salt...
too much tomato...not enough tomato...
man...he said he would just step back or leave the kitchen til they settled it...
I used to love those Greek pastries...
the kourabiedes (powder cookies)...
the koulourakia...the twisted buttery coffee cookies...
the melomakaronas...the little biscuit cookies with brandy and cinnamon...
the baklava...honey...nuts and filo...
I even liked the Greek communion bread and wine...
I bet that's what gave me diabetes...^&grin
my experience with Greek women...
they are either beautiful or scary looking...
either a Helen of Troy...
or a frail little women always dressed in black with a mustache...^&grin
when I first met my aunt from up north around you guys...
I was about 18 years old...
she came walking up the driveway...
I said, "Dad...who is that?"
he said..."That's your aunt."
I swear...
I thought it was a longshoreman...^&grin
a very scary looking woman...
did you guys go to the Greek festivals...
and did your mama used to dance at the festivals?