There are two halls: the upper one is more modern, the lower one is authentic and cozy. The kitchen is on top, we were delighted. Khachapuri is the best thing I've ever tasted in my life!
Excellent service (like, the waitress's name was Tatia): they advised which khachapuri is better to take for dinner and how to save it until the morning so that it is just as delicious!
Our heart belongs to this restaurant☺️
The place is atmospheric, cozy, the staff is polite and friendly, BUT
we ordered 2 servings of pasta carbonara: one was brought with curdled cream, without bacon (!), and the second was drowned in sauce, with lots of cheese and bacon. When asked why the dish is the same, but so much different, they replied that one was prepared by the chef, and the other by an ordinary cook, well, that is, they just reported this information and OK. The pasta was redone only at our request, 2 servings were added to the bill, not 3 (at least so).
We also ordered a salad with crispy eggplant, and there was a metal wire from a sponge / brush about 4 centimeters long. They did not take a photo, without any complaints they showed this case to the waitress and asked her to transfer the information from the wire itself to the kitchen. The waitress came out and conveyed the cooks' words: "We don't know where this came from, we don't even have this in the kitchen." Well, yes, we carry it with us. And then neither discounts were made, nor the cost of the dish was deducted.
And a cherry (or rather a currant) on the cake: pork kebab was served with a sprig of red currant, where 2 berries were in some kind of mold / web.
Initially, there were no thoughts to write a review about what happened, to underestimate the assessment somehow, but after the situation when the employees refused a la "you came up with everything yourself, we don't know anything", it became somehow unpleasant. So think for yourself, decide for yourself – the place is interesting, but there may be similar jokes