Matso's Greek Restaurant

Matso’s is a Wooster staple. It is a Greek restaurant situated next to Ciao Bella and across from the Wooster Library. (Interestingly, the salad dressing they use on their Greek salads has a website but the restaurant itself does not). The store is well known for the joie-de-vivre of its owner Mr. Spyro Matso, a short, happy, and older gentleman who willingly engages any child or new face that graces the wooden frames of his restaurant with his or her presence.

So if you haven’t yet and you’re a Wooster Freshman (and don’t dare say you haven’t dined here and you’re an upper-classman… shame on you for having no culture or Wooster-love. Go to Matsos. Eat anything. Especially Gyro’s, one of those egg sandwiches on the bottom of the menu with everything on them (the Leroy?), and the SPAGHETTI PIZZA. Holy crap that shit’s good.

Here’s the formula for a week evening of Matso’s magical delights: take a buddy there and show up around 7. They close at 8. Dine on free breadsticks for a while, while Mr. Matso bakes your order in the microwave in the back (actually happens), eat your order until you are stuffed. Sit there afterwards and chat while he offers you multiple rounds of free ice cream. When you check out he’ll magically knock your bill down to 6 dollars a person, regardless of what you ordered. Good deal? You bet.

The Spanikopita and generally speaking all the items listed on the front page are gi-normous. Most items are served with some shredded mozzarella, which I find divine, diced tomatoes and a  little lettace, which is right up my alley. Salads are a little generic-looking, but apparently the dressing is good. Everyone gets free garlic bread sticks, which are very good. They are served in hilarious Tupperware bowls, though, and on stacks of papertowels.

With a big crowd on a weekend night he’ll come around and chat and do tricks at your table involving forks and matches and little shot glasses. Pretty cool dude. Loves his sons, but that’s okay (insert funny, inappropriate chorus comment here).

The waitresses are also the spice of life at the restaurant. They’re all older and kinda catty and probably hate working for Mr. Matso. Seeing them troll around and having him yell at them is pretty hilarious.

If one seeks a more nutrional, Wooster-only experience, visit Broken Rocks. It's one of two in an Ohio chain and serves up yummy continental cuisine. It's the go-to spot that opened up my junior year and quickly became the culinary hotspot!