Lofty - As we overlap in July we can have a bit of an outing to assess the Zorba's product. When I was student way back in the early sixties my ex-wife and I used to make it often, using very cheap cuts of lamb and dried apricots.
I wouldn't advise John to go there on their first night, because it's the only taverna I know where the food is kept hot by the sheer radiation of female lust. The waiters are all good-looking, but Vasilis is dangerously beautiful in a strong attacking-the-gates-of-Troy kind of way. Last year there were a couple of rather well-spoken women in their thirties sitting next to us; I noticed the eye-lines; I noticed the lull in their conversation; I noticed the strange flush in the cheeks. "Excuse me," I said to nearest woman, "May I just ask if you think Vasilis is incredibly good-looking?" Wrenching her eyes off him for all of two seconds she replied "Sadly, yes."