Our story
Flour, fire, and island soul
Evenings here start with the slap of dough on marble and the low roar of the oven. Steam billows into the street, carrying the scent of oregano and melting halloumi.
Simple Bites opened in a stone-walled shop just off the village square, where the same families have traded gossip and olives for generations. The oven burns olive wood, the dough proves slowly, and every pizza comes out blistered and fragrant. Locals stop in after the beach, sand still on their feet; tourists discover it by following the smell down a narrow lane. The menu nods to Cyprus with halloumi, lountza, and a drizzle of local honey, but the heart of the place is simple: honest food that tastes of here.