Andros Deli

The Kiskinis Family want to thank our Houston Clientele for all their support through the decades. You brought us our bread and butter on our table and will never forget you and forever will be grateful and humble for your support.
After all if it was not for You! we would of not survived this long.
Our Best,
The Kiskinis Family

I’m really sorry to say that Andros has closed.

This place has been one of my dad’s favorite lunch spots for a number of years, and even though he’s in an office further away now, we still regularly meet here for lunch. The original owner has been back for awhile and serving up gyros fit for a king after some usurpers apparently almost sacked the place. He’s a little old guy with a big smile, undoubtedly as wise as Tiresias — if you can understand what he’s saying.
The menu offers plenty of stuff like burgers and reubens, but as much as you might want to resist, the gyros call to you like the Sirens’ song: savory meat piled high with grilled onions and tomatoes on warm pita bread; you may well compare all future gyros against this gold standard. Tzatziki sauce comes in a container on the side, which is good if you’re watching your waistline. But be forewarned: this tzatziki is a helluva drug. It’ll keep you coming back as regularly as Persephone’s pomegranates. The gyro basket comes with salad or fries, along with a pepperoncini and a couple of kalamata olives. The fries always come out hot and crispy, but are pretty standard — which is all well and good because anything fancier would only compete pitifully with the glorious gyro. They also fulfill their office admirably in scraping out the rest of that tzatziki you’re now fiending.
The parking lot out front is a little small and gets crowded at lunch time, but if it’s full you can generally find a spot next door. The exterior is unremarkable, but inside a mural of a Greek port, the deli meats hanging over the counter, and a jolly glow from the owner all lend character. There are a couple of old deli cases which look semi-​retired, but house subs and sandwiches you can pick-​up to go. But that’s like being offered the ambrosia of the gods and saying, «No thanks, I’ll just have a sugar packet or two.»
Get a gyro.

I first ate at Andros in the late 70’s, and loved the po boys — they were the only legitimate challenger to Antone’s, the legendary local chain.
I recently revisited (fast forward 30 years) and they’re as good as ever. In the interim, Antone’s became a big chain, then essentially disappeared. For those of you who miss the real Antone’s, give Andros a try.
Andros went through a change of ownership, but the original owner is now back at the helm, and their po boys have returned to legendary status.
The recipe? Dense, chewey french bread topped with deliciously spicy imported salami, cappicola, provolone, and their special sauce. It’s as good as it’s always been, and among the very best Italian po boys to be found in our fair city.
The other can’t miss here is the gyro, which is excellent.

I’ll second the opinion that these are the best gyros in town. It comes with either a nice Greek salad or delicious french fries. The pita bread is always nice and fresh. The place doesn’t have a lot of curb appeal, but the price is reasonable.
One day I’ll try one of the other items on the menu, but the gyros are just too tempting to pass up.

The gyros at Andros have to be the best in town. The pita overflows with well seasoned meat, grilled onions, and fresh chopped tomatoes. The tzatziki is served on the side so you can add as much or as little as you’d like.
Personally I like the meat so much that I barely put any tzatziki on the gyro at all. The meat is chunkier unlike the thin slices you’ll find in many other gyros. It’s slightly charred on the edges to give it the slightest hint of crispiness. Yum.
I’ve never ordered anything but the gyro sandwich here. It’s so good I can’t bear to order anything else.
The «new management» is actually the original owner. There were a few managers/​owners in between that apparently nearly ruined the place. The current owner/​operator is like an old eccentric uncle, always telling stories, cracking jokes nobody understands, and greeting all customers by name, even if it’s not their name. And Andros is much better off for his being there.