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My last weekend before maternity leave over, D and I decided to go to the Redondo Beach Greek Festival. I heard about it from the community board at a local Starbucks and thought it would be a fun “family friendly” event. The three of us headed out, and upon arrival at the Redondo Beach Greek Orthodox Church, we were a little overwhelmed by how people were there. The festival included a gift shop area, filled with Greek-themed and blue/white trinkets; a large food court; and a spacious dance floor with a loud live band. As we walked past the food court, we couldn’t help but admire the wafting smells of cooking lamb, herbs, and gyro meat, with a hint of honey, sweetly floating from the Baklava tent. D and I agreed to sample a Gyro, Greek sausage, and a vegetarian plate. We also thought it would be appropriate to try a Greek beer paired with a shot of Ouzo, a Greek licorice flavored liqueur. However, we were both a little shocked with how strong the Ouzo tasted. I asked Dan if he wanted the rest of my Ouzo, but he respectfully declined my offer. As we consumed our scrumptious Greek foods, we sat by the dance floor and enjoyed watching the dancers and Greek band. As the sun began to set, the three of us started to head home and picked up a piece of Baklava for the trip home. That buttery honey delight was the best Baklava I’ve ever tasted. I definitely think we’ll be at next year’s festival. Hopefully little J will be ready to jump on the dance floor by then.