No reservations here. Just walk in.
For a glass of Greek wine, a cocktail with myth in its veins, and bar bites made to share. To savour. To surprise.

The lights are low. The air hums with salt and citrus.
Come from the Taverna, or come with nothing but a thirst for the Mediterranean.

Yamas.
To Greece—endless, effortless, and always one sip away.