Oppa!

 We had a delightful dinner at Cyma, Greenbelt 2 last night.  My friends had already ordered several entrees - chicken gyros, Saganaki or "flaming cheese" (cheese soaked in alcohol and flambeed) and the Babay Clams Angel Hair by the time I got there.  Since I was really hungry I ordered a solo portion of Pastisado (Greek osso bucco with spaghetti) for myself with no intention of sharing

The place was loud and boisterous and just the right place for us to sit and eat and talk…albeit loudly as well.  A perfect place for us.  We kept getting startled though everytime the servers cried "oppa!".

  The Kalamarakia (crispy baby squid) was the only thing we ordered that no one would even want to touch.  All we could taste was the breading and salt.  We left this one the way we got it. 

Despite the calamari disappointment, it was a good meal all in all.  As the Greeks say when celebrating…Oppa!