Depending on how you wear your jeans, Zavos in East Nashville used to seem either annoying or hip because no one ever knew if it was going to be open.
But that was the old Zavos. Things have been sorted out with it now (liquor license obtained, etc). Given all the drama, I expected it to be more dive-ish inside. Not so. Here’s a blurry glimpse (including Jaime, who doesn't think she’s in the shot).
Although you often see it on appetizer plates, it's traditionally eaten throughout the meal as a sauce with meats. As one of the owners ran off to fetch more for a table, we overheard him say this: "It's like the Greek ketchup."
Here's a recipe for an interesting take on tzatziki, and of course, it's also on the menu at Zavos. Foxes, however, are not.
Jaime (looking at menu): Mm. Fleet foxes.
Me (looking at menu): Foxes??
Jaime (pointing to the ceiling -- the way people do when they're talking about the music in a room): I like Fleet Foxes.