The Greeks

You're walking down Sloan Street heading towards the town centre when you spot The Greeks. Inside, it's unpretentious and warm—the kind of place where the owner actually cares whether your tzatziki is cold enough and your lamb is cooked properly. The menu reads like a tour of Greece without the tourist markup: grilled halloumi that squeaks between your teeth, slow-cooked stifado that makes you rethink what comfort food means, and seafood that tastes like it hasn't travelled further than it had to. People keep coming back because they're not trying to be clever—just consistent.