Wonderful aroma as you enter, no ambiance, frenetic tense staff, heavenly oily residue from dishes begs mopping with really good pita, crisp on one side, soft and absorbent on the other. Octopus the best I've had, moussaka delicious, feta a surprised layer, fresh tomato just barely cooked as the underpinning, again that sensual oil. Becahmel only not memorable element. Well be.back to try the fish which they were out of.
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