Good Food

Ok Arizonians, I'm going to brag about a restaurant here, so go check it out! It's called Greek town on 7th st in Glendale and it has bomb food! Here's what we ordered 

Spanakopites

Saganaki Flambeau

Mushrooms Tasoula

Classic Gyro 

The experience overall was great! All the different types of foods had a unique flavor. Most were unfamiliar to my roommates and I so it was exciting to get to try some

new stuff. We all came out with a new favorite dish! We already have plans on

going back again. The people working there were loud and full of energy. Each time the  Saganaki came out George (the owner >in the pic above) would have everyone yell “opa”

 

This Picture Inspires my third post Urban fact #3 People will drive over 100 miles just to see snow.

I went with a group of middle schoolers for a winter retreat in flagstaff this past month. So it's the dead center of February prime time for snow in the mountains right? Not today. We got to the "sledding spot" at about 11am and the first thing I noticed was these giant mounds of dirt piled strategically into a half circle and fairly dusted in snow.

One hour later not only was the snow practically a pool of water but the gravel was coming through the melting ice and catching the sledders as they came down the hill. Injuries were happening right and left children getting their feet swept out from underneath them kids sprawled out half way down the hill with the wind knocked out of them--it was a mess! And did I do anything? absolutely. I parked myself at the bottom of the steepest hill, pulled out my phone, and started recording.

I finally have a new respect for Arizonians, you may be highly sensitive to temperature change but when you set your mind on going to the "snow" ain't nothing stopping you. I was sweating with boots and jeans on just sitting at the bottom of the hill in the 60 degree weather and these people still kept their parkas on snow pants--snow boots-- they are a dedicated group of people, no matter how sketchy this sledding park is no questions were asked (well until they had to close the place 30min early for an ambulance) I applaud you.

Urban dictionary fact #2: "People break out coats when the temperature drops below 70."

True story! I have lived here for six months and saw the temperature drop around the fifth month of being here. I honestly thought I would never wear jeans again. "Jackets," are sweaters here, a coat may involve a hood and maybe thicker material, but there is no need for a double lined jacked with a windbreaker and waterproof lining. (Washingtonians leave the NorthFaces behind)
It was the day before I would fly back to Washington for Thanksgiving and I wanted to lay by the pool for a few hours to keep up that "Arizona tan." I called up my friend on campus and asked if she wanted to lay out with me. She thought I was crazy and proceeded to tell me it's freezing. I looked at her in her jeans and pointed outside and said "It's 70 degrees! Its hot." I convinced her to go with me in the end, and i am happy to say I was comfortably warm and even stuck my feet in the water to cool off.

I'm starting to realize Arizonians are gifted with a high tolerance to heat but sadly will never be able to go anywhere else in the world because below 70 might send them into a case of hypothermia.