When I was in college in Massachusetts in the mid 1990s, there was a buffet-style Greek restaurant named "Brothers". (Somewhere near Peabody I think.) The Gre

When I was in college in Massachusetts in the mid 1990s, there was a buffet-style Greek restaurant named "Brothers". (Somewhere near Peabody I think.) The Greek woman behind the counter made me (well, guilted me into) getting some vegetables with my order. They weren't too salty or fatty; they were just good for me (and tasty). It was like being fed by one's own mom. It was awesome.