Greek Burger Recipe with Special Sauce Recipe (2024)

Y’all, can I just say? I’m exhausted. Just absolutely spent. Preparing for a move has kicked my tail and I’ve been in need of super fast and simple meals (like this Greek burger recipe).

The kids can feel the stress mounting and it feels like I’m just chasing my tail. And I’ve told you about what a handful Mister Two is right now, bless ‘im. I mean, he’s just a typical two-year-old with a two-year-old ‘tude, but dude… two-year-old’s are tough.

And it’s not fair… I mean, there’s ONE of him, and only ONE of me. I’m outnumbered. Don’t do the math. It won’t add up… unless you have a two-year-old, in which case, it makes perfect sense. (But I was never good at math.)

So, anyways, Mister Two was sick with this awful stomach bug last week that had him puking on his brother’s head in the middle of the night (honest, that really happened). And then… he got sick in other ways… and even though he’s newly potty-trained, sometimes well-trained toddlers make, um, messes.

So I’ve been cleaning up messes and as I was lamenting to Mr. Incredible the other night (after the kids were blessedly in bed- praiseJesuscanIgetanamen?!) how wiped out I was from cleaning up after little mister… along with his three brothers, and let’s be honest, I was being a complain-y-plainerton (I call my kids this sometimes when they complain about chores or schoolwork. I make words up.), little man walked into the room… covered in nail polish from head to toe.

I thought he was asleep, man. When I walked into the bedroom to assess the damage, I found more nail polish all over my new quilt. I cried. Actually cried.

And Mr. Incredible whisked that pretty quilt away to the garage and proceeded to get it clean with mineral spirits. Color me impressed. There’s a reason I call him Mr. Incredible.

And I just told you this whole long story to explain why Mister Two’s fingernails are painted my favorite rainy-day-gray in the photo below (he always insists I get a photo with his hands if he’s around while I’m shooting food). And also to explain why I’m exhausted.

The saddest part is that I’d set out the polish because I’d wanted to paint my nails days prior, but never got around to it, because kids. (Is there ever a good time to paint your fingernails when you’re the mother of four small gremlins children?) So, now I get to see my own bare nails while I look down at his polished fingers and toes with envy.

But you came here for the Greek burger recipe, no?

I’ve been making versions of this Greek burger recipe for months, and I was surprised at how much the kids liked it the first time I made it. Kids are notoriously picky, but even packed with various herbs and flavors, they cannot get enough of these burgers.

And I love that they take me no time at all to whip up.