Open Invite

Yes, it's Greek Easter time again. And although in the past I've only invited a few people to Greakster, since most of my friends are now living out of state, I'm opening up that invitation to anyone who is still around town. A few caveats though.

It's at Uncle Dino's this year, which is just another one of the four Siomos houses in Steeple Run (for anybody who would need directions) and it always takes place in the front yard so we can waive the Greek flag at cars passing by.

Now if you're brown colored Uncle Dino is going to call you Osama even if you're not Muslim. Don't get offended like Soham did, Uncle Dino just has a sense of humor.

If you bring your girlfriend, Uncle Dino will tell you that he admires her ass. At some point he will also ask you to stick out your tongue. When you become confused he will get angry and ask you again to stick out your tongue. You will do so and in his thick Greek accent he will say, "ah I see, you've been eating the pussy, haven't you."

If you're a vegetarian the family will make you stand next to the roasting lamb and turn the spit. You will be made to stand down wind so all of your clothes smell like meat for a week.

At some point my little brother will probably dress up as batman or spiderman.

There should be a 60 year old Italian immigrant wearing a backwards hat pretending to be mentally retarded and Armenian immigrants doing De Niro and Elvis impressions.

Of course any guests can make out with Melina. It's tradition. Opa!

Finally, although our Greek Easters are smaller than many others, there will be plenty of food and a fair amount of booze. Just don't fight any of the Greeks over the lamb eye-balls or the brains.

If that sounds like fun to you, then I guess I'll see you Sunday.