Why have I never tried the loukoumades?
A dining partner brought back a tray to our table earlier today at the 48th annual St. Nicholas Greek festival, and I eyed them curiously (which is code for “I wanted to pounce on them”). Golden puffs of dough, dusted with cinnamon, sitting in a pool of honey syrup. One bite of the crusty puffs earned loukoumades (also spelled loukoumathes) a spot on my must-eat list for every Greek festival from this point forward. Loukoumades. Make a note of them. You won’t regret it. They’re $3 at the booth over by the souvlaki.
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