In the depths of a Wellington winter, it's all too tempting to dream of escape to that sunny Greek Island taverna of yore – the one where mis-matched rush-woven chairs are set around battered turquoise tables, where there's a peeling calendar on the wall, and beneath the bench of a rumpty open kitchen, the pots and pans are hidden behind an ancient floral curtain.
from
http://www.stuff.co.nz/93999516/Restaurant-review-Oikos-Hellenic-Cuisine-Wellington
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