Jay M.
Google
Stepping onto the glorious, car-free rock of Hydra in the quieter seasons felt like turning up to a party just as the hosts were cleaning up. Mercifully, I found Ostria, one of the few beacons still burning brightly on the harbour front. It was the sort of honest, no-nonsense establishment that makes you feel instantly at ease, like walking into a friend's house and being immediately handed a glass of something cool and probably local. The cooking here is delightfully rustic—on one exceptional visit, the chef himself had been out that very morning foraging local mushrooms, which arrived at my table cooked down into a sublime, earthy plate of sheer perfection.
The true star of the show is Tassoula, one half of the dynamic duo, who is quite simply a force of nature. She's the kind of formidable, witty host who makes you feel like family, ensuring that every dish, from the freshest of produce to the superb, melt-in-your-mouth fried calamari, is delivered with a generous splash of local gossip and charm. I returned twice for lunch, pulled back by the sheer magnetic joy of this place, where the vibe is so genuinely friendly and utterly devoid of pretense, it’s less a transaction and more a warm, culinary hug from the Aegean. This is the real Greece, served with a big, brilliant smile, and it’s a total winner.