My grandma used to make the most amazing pie ever. Called it weed pie. She used to get wild weeds from several old ladies in her village market, picked from various fields. She put about 10 different wild weeds in it on top of spinach, and feta cheese. No egg. Also made her own phyllo (as all grandmas did) - what would now be called “rustic” in the supermarket. Basically flour, a drop of water and tons and tons of olive oil.
In Greece we say grandmas measure olive oil by time, as in “how long do I keep the olive oil can tipped over the food”.
Turks make a surprisingly delicious parsley pie too, learnt it but haven’t made for years. Essentially a ton of finely chopped parsley and spring onion, moistened with a mixture of egg, olive oil, yoghurt and pepper, in phyllo layers. With added olive oil for crispness and anise seeds on top for extra spice.
