My husband and I ate here on our way back into town from the beach on our honeymoon. We thought it was going to be a great, authentic lunch spot- especially when we saw the octopi hanging on the line outside! We walked in and the woman who worked there sighed and huffed into the kitchen. That set the tone for our meal. We had not felt this unwelcome in a restaurant throughout our entire stay in Greece. It didn't matter how the food was after that, we were just so put off by how poorly we were treated.
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