When we lived in Clearwater the wife and I would ride to Tarpon for that salad about once a month. That and a chunk of Greek bread made a full meal. On Sunday we used to ride to a Greek bakery on one of the side streets down on the docks for fresh baked Greek bread to take home. The bread never made it back past Duedin. We would just stop and eat it right out of the bag on the way home.