
A suitcase and a notebook
Eleni, twenty-two, sails from Crete to Cape Town with her copper briki and a book of her mother's recipes.
I istoría mas
From a kitchen in Chania to a corner café in Sea Point, and a taverna on Main Road.
The journey
Fifty-eight years in five chapters. Keep scrolling: the story sails sideways.

Eleni, twenty-two, sails from Crete to Cape Town with her copper briki and a book of her mother's recipes.

Eleni's café on Regent Road becomes famous for spanakopita, Greek coffee and long arguments about football.

Her grandson trains in Athens, then spends three summers at a fish taverna on Naxos.

Whitewashed walls, blue shutters and a charcoal grill in Hout Bay. Yiayia cuts the ribbon.

A team of twenty-eight, forty Greek wines, and Yiayia at the corner table on Sundays.

O sef
“Good oil, real charcoal, fish that was swimming yesterday. Then get out of the way.”
Nikos trained in Athens and learned to cook fish on Naxos, where a whole grilled bream with lemon was the hardest thing to get right. He came home to Cape Town in 2016 with a plan and his grandmother's blessing.
You will find him at the grill most nights. Ask what came in from the coast this morning: it is usually what he is most excited to cook.

Nóstos
The Greek word for homecoming: the journey back to the place, and the food, you love.
How we cook
Single-estate oil from a family grove near Chania, shipped twice a year. We use it like other kitchens use salt.
900 litres a yearView menu
Hardwood charcoal lit at ten every morning. Souvlaki, lamb and octopus all take their turn over the coals.
Lit daily at 10:00View menu
Sardines, bream and octopus from Durban and Cape Town, three mornings a week, grilled the day they land.
Delivered Tue · Thu · SatView menu
Everything in the middle, everyone reaching. Greek food is meant to be shared and argued over.
Meze for two, R395View menu
I paréa




Éla!
Lunch and dinner, Wednesday to Monday. Walk-ins welcome at the bar and on the terrace.