Acropolis on Freret.

When I get nostalgic for the dulcet tones of Greek rap music, I head over to Acropolis on Freret, which is this greek restaurant on—ready?—it is on Freret Street. The secret to comedy is timing.

I am at Acropolis on Freret. It is the second time this week. They are just about to run out of Aperol. I walked to the New Rouse’s to pick up a bottle but…