Our landlord is GreekPosted by Rachel on November 20th, 2008
And he has a super sweet Greek accent. He lives in Bellevue, but his mother is only a few blocks away from us. The home we’re renting is the same one that she raised her kids in. I like to know a bit of the history behind the house we’re living in, so it’s fun to know her and imagine her keeping house here so long ago. Anyway, Evan (our landlord)’s mom came by today, first to express disappointment in the fact that the handyman had not come by to finish the trim on the back door (I hadn’t even noticed), and also to make sure we were all getting along. She hardly speaks English, so we had a hard time communicating at times, but she pointed to Kyrie and said, “Girl?” and to Antonio, saying, “Boy?” which I nodded to. Then she asked what their names were, and her face lit up when I told her Kyrie’s name. “Kyrie Eleison! Greek!” And then she asked about Antonio, and asked if he was baptized, to which I replied yes, of course, and she said, “Bravo!” Hehe. She is very sweet. I wonder if she goes to the Greek Orthodox church downtown. It kind of makes me happy to know that a Christian family was raised here so many years ago — I mean, I’m not sure where all her kids are at spiritually, but she seemed devoted. Oh, and she also said that Antonio was “beautiful” like me. So she’s on my good side.

