As you may remember from last year, while I served food, Gus dressed salads and worked the soda machine. This year, I don't know if it was an abundance of little kids to do salads and sodas, fewer adults volunteering during the busiest shifts, or the fact that he was taller than about 2/3 of all the yia yias there, but Gus found himself serving along side with me.
While Dad scooped out pilafi (lemon rice) and keftedes (meatballs), Gus did double duty on chicken souvlaki and the always popular calamari! To up-sell people I taught them a few Greek words, and made a joke or two. Gus didn't need to rely on such low-brow tactics. He just stood there smiling, and charming them into asking for deep-fried squid!
I was so incredibly proud of him and the way he handled himself. He didn't even flinch when the tiny yia yia on the gyro station next to him, kept hugging him...even as he towered over her. And he worked for four hours straight without taking a break!
The best part, as we were walking back to the car, he was already talking about what we'll be serving next year!
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