And I won't even start on the names we used to call the quite significant Greek and Italian population in the city. If I heard those words come out of my son's mouth it would be straight to bed without any tzatziki, let me tell you.
But now Brisbane is very much a multicultural city and nowhere is it reflected more than in what we eat.
This weekend the city was celebrating everything Greek at the annual Paniyiri Greek Festival at Musgrave Park, just a stone's throw from my home.
We strolled down to check it out and strolled home hotter, happier and heavier. Of the hundreds of pictures I took I liked this one the best. The traditional Greek honey puffs alongside an open can of XXXX, yep that's multicultural Brisbane for you. I also loved the gallery of "faces of the festival", people out enjoying the atmosphere on a perfect autumn day.
|Bending over backwards|
|Sometimes no matter what's going on around you nothing beats a stick|
|Getting a pick me up|
|Tucking into the honey puffs|
|Yaya, the Greek entertainer|