Some restaurant owners are welcoming. Others spend half of dinner at your table, then invite you to stay with their family in the Greek islands.
The latter level of hospitality came courtesy of Georgios Vogiatzis, the larger-than-life personality who dominated the dining room at South Beach’s Santorini by Georgios. Somehow, in transient, tourist-clogged South Beach, he made his little spot at the Bentley hotel feel like tiny family-run taverna. With a mix of massive portions and gregarious welcomes, Santorini was the kind of place you could send people and know they’d have a good time.
Then, like so many restaurants in Miami with a soul, high rents forced Santorini out. Like a lot of worn-out Miamians, the restaurant made its way to Broward, and this summer opened a brand-new location right on the New River in the heart of Las Olas. And while I can’t guarantee you’ll get the same invite I did, that shit’s definitely not happening at Morton’s.
So how’s this compare to the OG Santorini?