We showed up to a little hole in the wall location and it was pouring down rain, we were only one of two couples there. The owner was a sweet older man from Greece and we got to hear a few stories about how he came to Alaska and all of the bakeries/cafe's he's owned, he was the server and the cook and a rockstar at both jobs. You could tell he took great pride in his work and it showed, the food was phenomenal. It was so great in fact, that as I'm writing this it's making me a bit sad, mostly because we didn't find this gem until a few days before we left Anchorage and I wish we could go again!
We had the dolmades as an appetizer and then Dave ordered the gyro with roasted potatoes and I ordered the spanacopita. Both were amazing. Dave's pretty picky about his gyro's after living in Europe for awhile and he MMMed his way through this one.
And then, as if I wasn't already about to burst, the sweet owner brought us out two pieces of galaktoboureko. I'd never had it before, I usually order baklava at Greek bakeries, but it was to die for. I about had to be rolled out of the place, but I didn't care, it was all so worth it. Food heaven.
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