Carefully prepared unpretentious meals. We ordered the Paramithi salad. A sprinkling of sesame seeds and a judicious drizzle of oil and vinegar dressing. Crowned with a light, silky goat cheese with a texture reminiscent of moscarpone. Our proprietor explained that this is the first phase of what otherwise might have become feta.

I had a spaghetti with ground beef. The proprietor asked whether I liked it spicy. (I do.) And that's what arrived at the table. Al dente with a light portion of ground beef.

My husband ordered chicken fillet. This was plated with a reasonable portion of roasted potato slices. We've had those various places but this time it was perfectly executed. Almost like potato chips (crisps) on the exterior with a creamy interior. The chicken was moist, sauteed in olive oil, a fine garlic paste and basil.

This is not fancy food. And there are no waiters fauning over diners or showing off their international linguistic acquisitions. Just food prepared with respect and care.

I hope you will have as satisfying a dining experience as we just did.