Reviews of Polakis Restaurant in Kefali, Crete
Restaurant Polakis in Kefali Review by Julie Morgan
One of the most charming places I have visited in Crete has to be Kefali.
Travelling to Elephonisi from Elounda we knew that we would need an overnight
stay and were on the lookout for somewhere suitable. Heading for the Southwest
we turned inland off the north coast highway at Kaloudhiana just before
Kastelli. We travelled through Voulgharo, Topolia and other little villages
surrounded by olive trees and vegetable patches. Tourism is obviously
a second to agriculture in this area.
Passing through Pervolia we travelled a couple of km further before
arriving in Kefali. There are a couple of tavernas and there is apparently
a fourteenth century frescoed church in the village but we didn't get
chance to visit it. We came across Taverna Polakis, run by an elderly
gentleman called Yeorgos. He had rooms available and as this was arguably
the most beautiful taverna we'd seen we decided to stay. After a welcoming
coffee and Greek salad we were shown to our room, it was very clean and
quite adequate for our needs.
On our return from Elephonisi we were welcomed back and shown inside
the taverna where Yeorgos was selling his home made produce. There, arranged
on an old kitchen table were Sprite bottles filled with olive oil labelled
'Cretan Hearts Beat Stronger.'
Raki , fresh fruits and jars of olives. After buying a little of everything
we retired to the roof of the taverna where we sat next to what looked
like a giant hydrangea plant, with an ice cold beer looking out on incredible
views of the Bay of Stomiou.
We went down to the taverna and Yeorgos asked if we'd like a meal, we
said yes and after demolishing a starter of cold sliced strips of cucumber
and fetta we awaited the menu. Some time later and not a menu in sight
Yeorgos brought out plates of succulent braised lamb with potatoes and
tomatoes all cooked in his beautiful oil. He joined us and all three of
us enjoyed his freshly cooked meal. This was followed by chilled grapes.
Delicious! Our Greek is less than poor and his English was limited but
it didn't matter. We felt like we joined him at home, not as his paying
guests. When we left the following day we felt as if we'd experienced
a small taste of the REAL Crete.