Mythos Greek Taverna

This place was everthing check please said it was!

man, I don't know if I"m just not into Greek food or what, but I thought the food was just slightly above average. I would give the food a 3 star (strictly because of my food preference), but I feel compelled to give this place a 4 star because there's just something about this place that I would feel bad about giving it less than a good rating. I got their chicken specials and while it was nicely cooked and moist; I didn't find it much better than rositterie chicken or anything. Doesn't make much sense, I know, but I guess the service was great and the hilarious hostess/owner-lady was awesome.

I'm sure that if you like Greek food, you'll love this place. For me, it's not my favorite cuisine.

First off, this is some outstanding Greek food.  As soon as I opened the menu and saw that you had to allow 35 minutes when ordering the pastitsio, I called the waiter over and put my order in.  And boy, was I generously rewarded by that choice.  The dish was made fresh to order, and consequently was the best I've ever had.  Period.  The noodles weren't even remotely gummy, the spiced ground beef was flavorful, and the bechamel....the bechamel!  Heaven with nutmeg and an oven-browned crust.  Plus, you could have fed a family of four on that casserole.

So there I was, all smug with my delicious pastitsio, knowing I was eating the best meal of the evening.  And then one of my dinner companions offers me a taste of his spanakopita.

Not fair, Mythos.  You may not serve me the best pastitsio I've ever tasted, and THEN SERVE THE BEST SPANAKOPITA I'VE EVER TASTED, TOO.

The third diner at our table ordered the roasted lamb shank, and this too was unbelievably good.

But beyond how good the food is, this is a restaurant that is Greek to the core, and a more warm and welcoming experience you'll be hard-pressed to find.  When we arrived - without a reservation, a mistake I won't make again - we were told that they could squeeze us in, but we would have to finish up in AN HOUR AND FORTY MINUTES, because they were fully booked for the evening.  And looking around at the empty tables, every single one had a "Reserved" sign on it.  Over the course of our meal, all of those tables filled up, and everyone proceeded to have a meal that felt like home for the holidays.  Lots of conversation and laughter, food and wine, space to talk and breathe and drink and then some more food, and not even the HINT of a rush.  As it was, we had plenty of time to enjoy our food, had to actually flag down the waiter for our check at the end of the meal, and as we were leaving one of the owners - a painted-up Greek matriarch if ever there was one - came over to apologize for RUSHING us.  She then proceeded to hug and kiss us out the door like we were favorite cousins.  I guarantee you, the rest of those tables didn't turn even once that night.  Everyone stayed and dined and laughed and talked until they reluctantly closed the doors.

Those Greeks; they know how to eat a dinner.  I'll be back!