Mirazh

Only meat is cooked deliciously. The khachapuri is very weak, the fries are undercooked, only one type of beer is brewed, and it should cost no more than 80 rubles per mug to taste, and they spin 150 rubles for it.

Information on the time of the cafe is incorrect. At 10:05 pm, they told us that they were now calculating us, and that they were working until 10:00 pm Information on the sign suggests otherwise. Pretty clean. The table was sticky, asked to wipe. The situation has not changed much, but wiped quickly. Rather, from the time of operation, the tabletop has not absorbed anything in itself. Also on the table was knocked out a hole. The toilet is decent. Service is prompt, polite. The girl Alena, under the terrible glances of the manager who sat there, did everything very quickly, cleaned up the garbage and plates and offered to repeat the beer and close the door if it was cool. The menu is usual for such a place. Prices too. The wings of the barbecue were yesterday's, clearly not freshly fried, the chicken is easy to recognize if it is not today. From the barbecue there was nothing special there, served with some sort of Armenian tomato sauce, no glaze on the wings was observed, just fried. Class garlic toasts, fresh, not overcooked, richly grated with garlic. I did not try anything else. It is a pity that I had to leave at 22:20.

A small cozy cafe, proximity to the metro, convenient working hours. The range and menu are not bad. The staff is quite friendly, there is a business lunch

Tasty, inexpensive, comfortable. Friendly staff. The only negative is that the Internet does not catch well, since there is no basement, no Wi-Fi

The atmosphere is shovel, the attitude is the same. But the kitchen is not bad, only for a good rest this is not enough. Only beer is on the menu from alcohol, but as it turned out later, they sell wine, vodka and brandy of unknown origin from under the floor. Naturally, the prices you get from the bulldozer for these drinks. Further, it’s even “better”: the cafe is open until 23:00, but at 22:10 they told us that the cafe is now closing ... this is on Friday evening. I had to put pressure so that we were allowed to sit until 23:00, but the mood was already spoiled by such an attitude, and the opinion of this cafe fell below the plinth. So if you want to sit on the squeezed diwa, drink dubious alcohol, temper your mood and be wicked out of the cafe at any convenient time for guidance, you are here.