This place was the lunching find of the whole holiday. Rustic Greek garden, fresh fish and the kind of brash, haphazard service that makes you feel like you've barged in to someone's home uninvited and demanded feeding. But the sardines were so good you totally forgive them the arrogance.
Great lunch. Great memory made. I'll remember this garden for a very long time. I'll remember the wine and the sardines and trying to sell one of Steve's muscles to Euna. I'll remember the greenery and dappled light.
Thank you nameless Greek fish restaurant. :)
Greek door selfie...