Yes, they sell real olives. The place seems to have a Greek or possibly Cypriot theme. Definitely Mediterranean. But apart from the deli business this place is also a café. Strongly recommended by friends, Matt and Cat thought they’d give it a go.
Upstairs from the deli counter is a pleasant room overlooking the street. It seemed promising, but perhaps they’d come on a bad day. The food was nowhere near as good as the surroundings. The waiter needed reminding what they’d ordered, but even when this was done it might have been better if they hadn’t bothered. Cute earthenware crockery did nothing to hide the measiliness of the tiny portions. ‘Large Greek beans in tomato sauce’ turned out to be about a dozen sorry-looking cold baked beans with a sprinkling of parsley. A main course of halloumi and cous-cous was just about enough to cover a small saucer, and consisted of only the items in its description – no seasoning or indeed anything to garnish it. The salad, albeit a rather elderly one, was a better effort for size but, like everything else, it seemed possible that the ingredients had all come from nowhere more exotic than the nearby Somerfields supermarket. A big disappointment.
UPDATE: The place has now closed. No flowers please.