an awesome interior . . . one of the most beautiful and comfortable dining rooms in prague, spacious with cool colours . . . extraordinarily cordial staff, starting with the ravishing hostess at the door that seated us, even toss-up whether shes Greek or Czech, just gorgeous . . .
we ordered starters the waiter blanched . . . 8^D . . .
the tomatos & onions with feta were great, awesome in their simplicity . . .
the olives, kalamatas, & peppers were giant with us . . . our hands kept bumping grabbing while the grabbing was good. . .
the spinach/cheese puffs, spanikopitakia, were straightforwardly The Finest We Ever Had Anywhere in the World . . .
the tsatsiki was very fine, one got dizzy going from the feta to the tsatsiki in combinations with the other starters . . .
we loved the starters so much that we were kind of surprised by the mains:
my calamari seemed as if plated indifferently . . . but the grilled calamari came with this weird sauce already on it and just plopped on the plate . . .
Mrs was so excited by the prospekt of broiled lamb with aubergine and feta, that she jumped the shark and ordered lamb before I could . . . we do order the same thing sometimes, but we're never happy when we do . . . aside from the blogging aspects, it just seems to add to our enjoyment if we don't have the same thing . . . . but just off the top of her head, she flagged the-cooked-from-the-bottomness that charred the tomato sauce, overcooked the aubergines, and petrified the feta . . . whoa! I had a bite too of the lamb and the meat was fine . . . I didn't really care for the sauce, tho' charred or not . . .
so we will have to go back . . . Mrs just wants to order more starters . . . but I believe they must have better mains . . . something off the chef specialty menu . . . maybe . . .