Baklava Cheesecake.
That's all I have to say.
Okay, no there's more. Graham cracker crust with a thin layer of filo, then thick NY style cheesecake...cinnamon, crushed pistachio nuts, shredded filo on top, sitting on top of a light drizzle of honey with more crushed pistachio decorating the plate.
So good that the meal before it seems like a dim memory...although the gyros are pretty darn tasty too. Succulent pieces of lamb, thick fluffy pita. You have to ask for feta on the side otherwise it doesn't come with any.
Also tried the avgolemono soup...creamy chicken rice lemon soup. Unfortunately, this one was the deal breaker. The chicken was old and multi-colored and the soup was a little too sour. I've had it before and really like it normally. I just don't like it making my mouth turn inside out.
Another sour note was what seemed like the manager yelling in the open kitchen asking his staff if he could meet their girlfriends and how old they were. Ooooo-kay. I didn't realize I was in My Big Fat Greek Real World.
The good news was the soup was first, and the cheesecake was last, so I left an extremely happy Margaret. The waiter was really nice about the soup, and very attentive. Good enough to make me want to go back sometime.