A few years ago, Pooler, (a northwest suburb of Savannah right off of I-95) was touted as the fastest-growing town in the state. I don't know if it still has that distinction, but it feels like the gospel truth. Every time I drive 15 minutes north, I find all kinds of excitement going on. And, hey, their town slogan is, It's cooler in Pooler. Ha.
|Greek side salad|
We each ordered a Gyro with a small Greek salad on the side. The menu offers french fries or roasted and seasoned Greek potatoes with a gyro. As tempting as the Greek potatoes sounded, we chose the healthy option... in order to justify dessert, of course. Our side Greek salad was $2 extra, but well worth the up-charge.
The salad arrived first. Half expecting a handful of mediocre lettuce tossed onto a styrofoam disc, we gawked in stunned silence at the display set before us. Side salad? Really? It was at that moment we concluded that there would be leftovers. Hooray for Sunday lunch!
Arranged neatly on a real plate shaped like a lettuce leaf, the salad was comprised of crisp, mixed greens, a huge chunk of fresh feta, tomatoes, green peppers, red onion, cucumber, Kalamata olives, pepperoncini and a stuffed grape leaf. It was large enough for a meal...warm pita points and a flavorful Greek vinaigrette sat on the side. (I wondered if the regular salad is even larger? I guess I'll have to go back to find out. Someone has to do the market research!)
|this photo doesn't do justice to the gyro|
Our sweet server, Lindsay, persuaded us to try the baklava... No arm-twisting necessary. We did have a salad, after all. The rolled baklava was nice and cinnamon-y. (Yes-huh, cinnamon-y is too a real word.) The flaky filo surrounded the nutty, sweet filling. When I bit into it, the soft crunch sound made me a bit giddy. Good baklava will do that to a person.