Spanakopitas...mmmmmm...I want you.
But!
Phyllo pastry is a total jerk. The phyllo dough comes in paper-thin sheets, tears easily, dries out easily, gets too wet easily when you are trying, like, your hardest, not to dry it out, and just in general doesn't want to do the things you want it to do, especially when it's almost midnight on a Thursday night because you didn't start making spanakopitas until after Real Housewives of Orange County, and you have Greek Supper Club tomorrow night so you have to finish them, and you have to be up at 6am.
But...
Because your taste buds will be soooo happy, you should probably make these spanakopitas anyways,
if you have the time to fuss. They freeze beautifully, so I've been known to make a triple batch and keep them on hand in my freezer for something quick to pop into the oven and serve as an appy when friends and family come over.
I had Supper Club #2 last Friday at my friend Cleary's house, this time with a Greek theme. Oh, supper club, and the amount of wine that flows. Here's an excerpt from the evening: At one point in the night, I accidentally tipped the glass coffee table over in Cleary's living room, causing it to fall to the floor. The coffee table was fine, but what was on the coffee table, do you ask? Oh, nothing...except two full bottles of red wine, three full glasses of red wine, and the game of Taboo (ironic). I remember looking at the tipped over bottles of wine and slow-motion-watching the red fluid just chug-chug-chugging out them onto the floor. The 'floor' was white carpet, that was now covered in broken shards of glass, copious amounts of red wine, and a soaked Taboo score-pad. The next thing you know, all four girls are washing and spraying and vacuuming and wiping, in between all of the laughter. If that happened at my house, there would have been no laughter, only faces with a look of sheer fear on them when they see my reaction to the disaster. Kudos to my friend Cleary who actually commented afterwards that her living room looked cleaner than before we arrived. That's what friends are for! It's also good to know that I still hold the title for the spilliest girl in the world. For this reason, my best friend Sheena doesn't approve of me buying white clothing when we are shopping together. Well Sheena, I was wearing a white t-shirt at Cleary's house that night, so I guess one point for you.
