Evi's

"Trying to pry yourself away from Evi’s is like wading through the thick honey drizzled on top of your halloumi slab: almost impossible. Most people stumble into this East Dulwich spot as walk-ins—going full moth at the sight of flickering candles and perfect chips. In tucked-away, back booths, groups order gluggable Greek wine that threatens 9am meetings. And towards the front, where it’s still comfortingly cave-like, Tuesday gossip sessions are sponsored by life-affirming courgette fritters." - sinead cranna, jake missing, rianne shlebak, heidi lauth beasley

"Trying to pry yourself away from Evi’s is like wading through the thick honey drizzled on top of your halloumi slab: almost impossible. You can book a table, but most people stumble into this East Dulwich spot—going full moth at the sight of flickering candles and perfect chips. In tucked-away, back booths, groups order gluggable Greek wine, and towards the front, where it’s slightly lighter but still comfortingly cave-like, laid-back (read: last-minute) Tuesday date nights are sponsored by life-affirming courgette fritters." - jake missing, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna, heidi lauth beasley

"If you love Greek food but usually find yourself hiding under a parasol and doing your best vampire impression while on holiday, you’ll love Evi’s. Lit solely by flickering candlelight and the glint in people’s eyes when they catch sight of these chips, it’s a laid-back neighbourhood spot in East Dulwich with a den-like feel. The flavourful, hand-cut fries here have a herby seasoning that’s heavy on the oregano. Pair them with pork skewers and a glass of white wine if you want to fully live out your Mykonos fantasies." - jake missing, sinead cranna