Before catching the first boat to Delos, we wanted to grab some breakfast. Wandering up from the old port, we were lucky enough to stumble across this place. The cases were full of pastries of all kinds, and the friendly young baker, whose facial hair would have been the envy of the entire borough of Brooklyn, talked us through all of them. I went for one filled with a local sweetish cheese. My son went for the pain au chocolate, of course. Then we grabbed a couple of stuffed donut holes. My son lucked out and got chocolate, I got lemon. The baker could tell I wanted chocolate, so he gave me one for free. The pastry turned out to be buttery, flaky, and delicious. Now that is a breakfast of champions. I wish we'd had more mornings to spend in Myknonos if only so I could have sampled everything.