In the hills above Poros, this is our 'local'.
In the grounds is the private chapel dedicated to Agios Nektarios.
Agios (Saint) Nektarios lived and died on the next door island of Aegina. He only died in 1920 so he's a very recent saint and is known for his healing and multitude of miracles. We have been to the huge church and monastery dedicated to him a few times. His tomb is in a side room and if you're a believer then you put your ear up against the coffin and can hear him walking about. So they say. I'm obviously a non-believer 'cos I aint heard nothing.
Doesn't that look inviting. A hammock slung under the grape vines with a view of the lights of the town of Methana across the waters on the mainland Peloponese
The tables all socially distanced.
The night we went there it was hot and sultry but here we found a slight breeze and a cooler and more comfortable atmosphere
The cooking here is traditional greek. Besides the usual greek salad and tzatziki Kiki cooks rabbit and onions, rooster and hilopites (a greek makaroni) and the BBQ is always fired up to grill lamb, pork chops and sausages and the wine is their own or from Kiki's elderly mother.
There is no printed menu. The waiter reels off a list of sides and mains which you are expected to remember, but I never do. Forunately I mostly eat the same thing, grilled bifteki (greek hamburger without the roll) and tzatziki.
And a sweet made from grape juice. The juice has been boiled for hours until it is a thick syrup called petimezi.
The sweet is made by Kiki, the cook and owner. It is a little sour and not too sweet. Called moustolevria