On Skiathos, dinner is a sunset ritual. The island’s cliff-side tavernas and barefoot-smart bistros spill onto whitewashed terraces, the Aegean glittering like cut glass just beyond the tables. One night might mean grilled lavraki pulled from the bay that morning, drizzled with neon-green olive oil; the next, a candle-lit courtyard where Cycladic minimalism frames plates of citrus-cured tuna and garden herbs.

Whether you’re chasing the brine of a perfect taramosalata or the crunch of tempura zucchini blossoms, Skiathos serves it with an easy, insider hospitality—staff who remember your wine, music set to the murmur of the tide, and a breeze perfumed with wild thyme. In short: every appetite, every mood, one glittering island dining scene.

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