I'm down with any cuisine that promotes fried cheese as a basic food group. The Haloumi at Plaka Estiatorio is off the charts and there is a very good possibility it could even give you a spontaneous food orgasm. Yes, it is that good. Tucked away from the visiting hordes that dominate Ballard on the weekend, Plaka epitomizes a casual neighborhood joint. The savory aromas of lemon and garlic wafting from the open kitchen will lure you in better than any pied piper.