Saturday was a long, busy day full of walking, so of course the best decision we could make would be to walk through Old Tbilisi and up 144 stairs to the cafe on top of the hill.
It’s never a bad idea to get lost in Old Tbilisi. Although located just a stone’s throw from Freedom Square, within seconds of turning down one of many winding back streets you’re transported through time.
I can’t be the only one who swoons over derelict buildings and old doors can I?
We eventually found the street we needed, which was surprisingly tidier than others. It was pretty much full of hotels which I found really surreal, but you can see why with the view.
We walked a little more and made our way to some steep stairs, lured in by the jazz music we could hear overhead.
We didn’t book a table in advance but they were nice enough to find us a table for two in the corner, very romantic.
I kept thinking to myself that, atleast if the food is bad then it was worth the walk just for the view.
Much to my surprise (sorry to be cynical, Tbilisi) the food was amazing.
Shota went for a club sandwich and I got spag bol with some Tsinandali to wash it all down.
The meal was amazing, so we ordered a brownie with high expectations. Although it’s a good thing we had some wine left to get us through the wait!
I think it took them about half an hour before they collected our plates and we ordered dessert, then another 40 minutes before it arrived? Peculiar, and I was pretty fed up by the time it arrived.
It was also quite small compared to the size of the meals, disappointing.
As you can see, dusk came and went before dessert arrived. The live jazz music was good entertainment though and the view was undeniable.
Overall, I really enjoyed it. The food was great, the view was amazing and the service was pretty good except I just don’t know what happened at the end. It wasn’t even that busy but I’m sad to say I left in a bad mood despite everything.