"This chill Beacon Hill Mediterranean spot is named after a dog but it could just as well be named after the Greek poet because we want to write epics about its wood-fired vegetables. Or it could be named after the Simpsons character, because the “d’oh” it uses for its pitas is fantastic! Sorry, sorry, but these pitas — fluffy, warm, and fresh, are must-orders, as is the soft-serve, which comes in flavors like strawberry–lime leaf. The menu constantly changes, but one recent standout is mackerel with nduja, cultured cream, and smoked potatoes. Except for large parties, Homer is walk-in only, so prepare to have to go someplace else for a drink while you wait for a spot to open. This is no great sacrifice, as Homer is surrounded by great bars, including its sister restaurant, Milk Drunk." - Eater Staff