Anyway, my first encounter with loukoumades was at night when we were walking along the beach and we shared some just freshly made. I was taken away by just the smell of the honey and cinnamon, not to mention the crushed walnuts that also intrigued me. My first bit was melt in your mouth with every flavor and sweetness joining together to create a firework display in my mouth. I immediately began to count that there were only 4 left, which meant someone would get 1 more than the other person. As we shared this newly discovered delicacy, I savored each bite. I patiently waited until the end, and then I pretended to be done at which V insisted that I have the last one. Let’s just say that I didn’t put up much of a fight and that is when I knew I found someone pretty dang special!!! The last time I had that enlightenment was in high school and my now best friend Debbie came over to my house for the weekend and I actually shared my un-opened food with her. It sounds ridiculous now, but I used to hide all my favorite foods, mainly from my older brother. So, when I was willing to share something new and untainted, I knew she would be a friend for life!

Whether you are Greek or not, you should start a tradition of making these for a special occasion or just because you are special. I promise that your olfactory and gustatory (smell and taste) experience will leave you with very pleasant memories to relive again and again. My mother-in-law is THE best Greek cook that I have met and her loukoumades are out of this world. I still have a lot to learn and many more recipes to try. Thanks for letting me share and I hope you will enjoy these as much as I do