Our Story
My love for cooking began long before Anna’s Greek Cuisine opened its doors. It began when I was a little girl in the village of Krioneriti, on the island of Evoia, Greece, working alongside my mother and father in their restaurant.
I was only eight years old when I began learning the true meaning of hospitality. The very first thing my mother taught me was how to make a proper Greek coffee. My father taught me how to carefully place it on a tray and serve it to a customer. From those simple lessons, I began to understand that serving food is about much more than what is on the plate—it is about making people feel welcome, cared for, and happy.
The name Krioneriti comes from the cold, fresh water for which our village was known. Before dinner service, one of my daily tasks was to bring fresh, cold water for our customers. I can remember carrying that water and preparing for the evening as our restaurant came to life.
But my greatest teacher was my mother.
She was an extraordinarily talented cook, and every traditional recipe I prepare today began with something I learned from her. Her love of cooking and learning never stopped. Even at 94 years old, she still wanted to discover new recipes and learn new cooking techniques.
I can still remember the aroma of the food she placed on our family table and how beautiful everything looked. To this day, when I cook, that memory is my standard. The food has to look, smell, and taste the way I remember my mother making it.
That is why, at Anna’s Greek Cuisine, our food is made in our kitchen with the same care and pride I grew up with. From our avgolemono soup to our baklava, the recipes and traditions I learned in Greece are still very much a part of what we do today.
Cooking has never been just a business to me. I grew up loving the joy that good food brings to people, and after all these years, making people happy through the food I prepare is still what makes me happiest.
