It doesn't look like much from the street (it is in a strip mall across from Eton) but once you step into the dining room, it feels boutiquey. The walls are covered by colorful original, interesting paintings. The dining room is sunny and airy.
The orange juice is freshly squeezed and just like I remember from Greece.
I indulged in the meat lovers. I asked my dining partner not to judge me.
They make gluten free pancakes if you ask.