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Meze Estiatorio Cracks the Curse with its Grecian Grit

It’s not that Pano Georgiadis doesn’t believe in curses, he’s just not worried. In fact, the first thing he did when he moved Meze to 166 Shrewsbury Street in late March was have a Greek Orthodox priest bless the space.

Plus, he has a wall of evil eyes to ward off any ill will. “Evil eyes are called matis,” he explains, “They’re kind of like an old school, superstitious thing in Greece to protect you from people who wish badly upon you. Envious people.”

Pano Georgiadis posing in the bar, in front of the Greek Evil Eyes.
Pano Georgiadis posing in the bar, in front of the Greek Evil Eyes.

Georgiadis knows about the scandal that entwined his building’s two previous tenants, The Usual and The Chameleon, and resulted in their ultimate takedown as part of a money laundering conspiracy. He was helping out next door at the time, working at his family’s restaurant—Meze Greek Tapas.

The original Meze belonged to Georgiadis’ father, Sotirios, who also owned nine Uncle Sam’s Pizza shops that stretched from Worcester to Amherst along Route 9.

“I grew up in the restaurant industry,” the younger Georgiadis recalls. “I remember putting together pizza boxes when I was three-years-old.”

At age 19, Georgiadis took over Uncle Sam’s Pizza in Leicester. Within five years, he had earned his real estate license—a detail as important to Meze’s good fortune as the priest’s blessing or the matis.

When the lease was up for Meze at 156 Shrewsbury Street, Georgiadis remembers his father saying, “This restaurant was ten times better than running a pizza place, but you know, I’m tired and I want to sell. I want to live my life and maybe move to Greece.”

That’s when the building next door at 166 Shrewsbury Street went on the market. Georgiadis had observed the prime property sitting for over a year under the government’s watch.

“So, everyone’s telling me that it’s cursed and all that stuff,” Georgiadis recalls, “But, for whatever reason, literally everything that could have fallen into place for me did fall into place. There was not one negative. Not one road bump. It was very, very strange.”

Georgiadis called about the listing right away and kept a close eye on the property. He’d wave to everyone who came to see the building and the agent from Colliers International began expecting to receive follow up calls from Georgiadis after each new showing.

“I wasn’t sleeping,” he remembers. “The starting asking price was $525,000 and there were 10 bidders; a lot of them had big money to throw around. There was no way I would’ve been able to stand a chance with them. They were willing to put up to the millions for a building on Shrewsbury Street.”

Georgiadis was not deterred. As a real estate agent, he had the benefit of completing his own paperwork and avoiding the lag time of a middle man.

“I have no idea how they paid attention to me, but I put in a price of $510,000 and they accepted,” he says, “Instead of going to a bidding war against these people I couldn’t compete with, they stopped listening to everyone else because I was calling so much. I actually bought the building for $15,000 less than their starting price. I have no idea how.”

The space itself has taken a great deal of attention. “I came in here and it was trashed. I guess someone had broken in after The Chameleon closed down,” Georgiadis recalls.

“The previous owners had yellow tile floors, neon green wallpaper, and industrial style lights everywhere,” he says, “It was dark. Thank God they took the time to install windows that let in so much natural light.”

He stripped the floor and restained it in a lighter shade of gray. “I didn’t want it to be blue and white Greek columns everywhere with tacky Greek statues,” Georgiadis says, “I love clean beauty and simplicity.”

Georgiadis spent a month and a half trying to find the right stucco. “In Greece, on all the islands, they do a limestone stucco on the buildings. It was the biggest pain for at least three weeks. There was just dust everywhere. We could not get the dust out no matter how much we vacuumed and mopped. It gave some nice texturing to the walls and we put in nice arches instead of sharp corners,” he says.

With that, Meze Estiatorio found new life.

The curse may have been broken, but that didn’t mean opening a new restaurant came easily. Georgiadis rebranded as Meze Estiatorio and changed 70% of his father’s original menu.

“Where next door was tapas, estiatoria is a Greek word that aims for fine dining, sitting down, having courses, having an entree,” he explains. “Of course, we kept the most popular things on the menu. We didn’t want anyone to go crazy and not have their saganaki.”

It was important to Georgiadis to maintain Meze’s Greek authenticity. “At the old Meze, we had a Greek salad and a village salad. The only difference between the Greek salad and the village salad was that one had lettuce in it because Greek salads in America have lettuce,” he explains. “If you go to Greece and you ask for a salad, they don’t put lettuce in it. I decided to do a straight Greek salad because as much as I want everyone to be happy, I really want to be a niche where you decide to drive to Shrewsbury Street instead of flying to Greece and you get the same thing.”

Most of Meze’s ingredients are imported. “Back in the day, if you said you imported all of your products from Greece, that meant they sat on a ship for a long time,” Georgiadis says, “But now, we’re able to order and get everything here really quickly.”

He cites the branzino as an example. “It’s Mediterranean sea bass; they catch it, put it on ice and fly it into Logan,” he explains. “Within two days of the fish swimming in the Mediterranean in Greece, we get it on ice in Boston.”

Georgiadis also recommends the youvetsi, saying, “Youvetsi was something that wasn’t on the menu next door. I put it on because I absolutely love it. It’s stove braised short rib beef with Orzo and a red sauce. It’s a very hearty meal, but it goes really well with a glass of red wine.”

The wine itself proved a laborious venture. “The wines were my everything when I wanted to change the menu and make this place reflect me,” says Georgiadis. “Next door was fine, but I wanted it to become something better and I felt that there were just so many good products coming out of Greece that not a lot of people knew here. Now, we have the most exclusive Greek wines in one restaurant in all of New England.”

The moment that it became clear he was going to close on the building at 166 Shrewsbury Street, Georgiadis planned a trip to Greece. This wasn’t entirely out of the ordinary; he has gone to Greece nearly every summer for his whole life; however, this trip was going to be different.

“I traveled around. I drove south. I rented a villa by the beach and I tried taking in as much scenery as I could,” he recalls. “I tried going to as many restaurants as possible to get an idea of how I wanted to style our place. I tried a lot of wine.”

Georgiadis favors varietals that are unique to Greece like xinomavro, agiorgitiko, and assyrtik. “One thing about Greek wines is that a lot of them have been there for hundreds and hundreds of years. Phylloxera killed like 80% of Europe’s wine in the 19th century,” he explains, “It killed tons and tons of grapes but Greece has a unique soil that is very sandy and they weren’t as affected by phylloxera so even France began importing their wine from Greece.”

Like Greek wine to phylloxera, Meze is impervious to the storied history of 166 Shrewsbury Street. Meze Estiatorio is the product of four generations of recipes, tenacity, and tradition. Pano Georgiadis has the grit to rise above the rest.

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100 Years of George’s Coney Dogs

Installing the famous sign at George's Coney Island in Worcester, MA. Photo from the collection at Worcester Historical Museum.

An annual All-American display of gluttony happens every July 4th, as it has since the 1970s, at the iconic Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest on Brooklyn’s Coney Island. This paradigmatic and patriotic event – an event so patriotic that its attendance rate is higher than that of the July 4th celebration at the Liberty Bell in Philadelphia – has become the poster child for summer days and an American obsession with hot dogs.

Coney Island hot dogs, plain and straight up.
Coney Island hot dogs, plain and straight up.

The hot dog, a food associated mostly with Brooklyn’s Coney Island, is as American as apple pie and has been celebrated as such since the beginning of time. However, if you know your hot dog history – which we imagine every foodie does – then you’ll know that the Coney Island hot dog is of a much different background. As we celebrate George’s Coney Island 100th year anniversary, we want to pay homage to its origins, its entrepreneurial impact on the American way and its undeniable flavors that makes us all crave hot dogs during the summer days.

In New York, the Coney Island hot dog is synonymous with Nathan’s Hot Dogs on Coney Island while in Detroit, it stands for the rivalry of the Kero’s brothers and while the debate over who makes the best Coney Island hot dog is always on the hot topic, the truth of its origins is clear.

Thanks to the immigrants of Northern and Eastern Europe, the Coney Island hot dog is a love story only Ellis Island can produce.

Spread across the eastern U.S by Greek and Macedonia immigrants in the 1900s, the Coney Dog is a hot dog smothered in chili or ground beef, and topped with mustard and onions. This wave of Coney Dogs was part of the Greek migration to the U.S – 343,000 people between 1900 and 1919 – who fled the economic desolation caused by Greece’s 1893 bankruptcy and crash in the price currants. “Many of them passed through New York’s Ellis Island and heard about or visited Coney Island, later borrowing this name for their hot dogs, according to one legend,” wrote Katherine Yung and Joe Grimm in their 2012 book Coney Detroit.

Behind the grill at George's Coney Island in Worcester, MA.
Behind the grill at George’s Coney Island in Worcester, MA.

The Greek and Macedonians likely hit upon the idea of dressing hot dogs in variations on saltsa kima – a spicy tomato-based meat sauce. This variation became such a popular contribution to the American way that it is said that Franklin D. Roosevelt famously served Nathan’s Coney Island dogs at a 1936 lawn party for England’s royal family.

In 1918, at the height of the Coney Dog wave, the trend made its way to Worcester by yet another Greek, entrepreneurial duo; Catherine and George Tsagarelis. According to George’s Coney Island history timeline, the Tsagarelis couple purchased the lunch counter located on Southbridge Street and quickly focused on “the humble wiener as their main menu item.” In 1938, they installed the iconic neon, George’s Coney Island sign and the rest is history.

Over the years, the taste of the Coney Dog has been tried by the food community as a favorite food of the past but George’s Coney Island has stood strong throughout the evolution of the American palate and maintains its relevance.

Kathy Tsandikos, the granddaughter of the founders, Katherine and George.
Kathy Tsandikos, the granddaughter of the founders, Katherine and George.

“The driving force behind the longevity of Coney Island is the loyal support of our customers. Certainly, our love of feeding people over the course of three generations, our dedication to the business and hard work is part of it,” said Kathy Tsandikos, the granddaughter of the original owners, Catherine and George.  While Tsandikos pays tribute to the customers for their success over the last century, it is hard not to include the “between-wars ambiance of the building. The unapologetically splendiferous sign and the secret chili sauce,” as the foundations of the coney dog success. For 100 years, George’s Coney Island has created a sense of community in Worcester and continues to do so as the food landscape of Worcester evolves.

“People come in all the time and tell me stories. They share how they used to come in with their parents who might no longer be with us and now they sit at the same booth, while others bring their kids and find their names carved in a booth and reminisce with their family,” said Tsandikos. “To be able to share in people’s lives and stories and do what I love to do every day is how I define our success.”

So, whether you’re partial to the New York or Detroit version of the dog, for an eatery to celebrate 100 years, we know that Massachusetts is partial to George’s.