It would be hard not to find something to eat, from tapaslike meze (hummus with garlic chunks and hot pita bread, taramosalata, keftedes meatballs), salads, hearty wood-fired and long-marinated meats and grilled fish, and moussaka (an eggplant lasagna with béchamel). But this is Orlando, where nothing goes unamplified. After 7pm or so, waiters and customers alike toss napkins and dance on the tables as belly dancers and “Zorba” dancers (their term) swirl. Kids really get into it, probably because it’s freight-train loud—this is not a place to choose if you’re not in a party mood.