Last night we chose the Nafsica for our evening meal partly, at least on the part of my wife, in the hope of watching Spiro tripping the light elliniko fantastic. The meal did not disappoint in any way, though Lyn struggled manfully through a pastitsio the size of a breeze block. We got into conversation with a couple of resident ramblers at the next table and spent a very pleasant evening awaiting a Spiro Syrtaki or residents stuff strutting. In the end, neither appeared but we had a good meal and a pleasant time, concluding with Spiro showing us some photographs of the Nafsica as we remember it.