Concept: 5 unique places

The East without layovers

At first glance, this might seem like a typical shawarma spot, but there’s more to it than meets the eye. They serve traditional Lebanese shawarma, and it’s not fast food — it’s a gastronomic ritual. Inside: chicken, beef, or falafel. In the combo: jalapeños, crispy potatoes, beetroot sauce, and refreshing mint ayran. The menu is built on Lebanese classics — hummus, fattoush, tabbouleh — while the minimalist interior is accented with vibrant details. Neon on the wall whispers: «I love you, but… don’t touch my shawarma.»

A café straight out of an anime

The air here smells of freshly cooked rice, and okonomiyaki sizzles on the griddle like in the kitchen of any self-respecting homemaker somewhere in Kyoto. The heart of Momona’s menu is homestyle, unfiltered Japanese cooking: katsu, udon, gyudon — and no sushi rolls in sight. The decor feels straight out of a manga, and in the kitchen, a true Japanese chef, Kishigami Daisuke, works his magic, serving up so much umami you’ll want to shout «itadakimasu!» (a traditional expression of gratitude for the meal, said before you start eating).

Panuozzo, ciao!

A gastro bistro where panuozzo takes center stage — a Neapolitan-style airy sandwich on thin, springy dough that crackles under the heat, stuffed with ratatouille and stracciatella, truffle-sauced ham, shrimp, or chicken curry. Fresh pasta is stretched, twisted, and cut every morning, while pizzas bake at 500 °C. The interior? Like an art vernissage with Italian flair: vinyl records, paintings, potted plants, a rug, and just the right dose of madness — fresh and bold.

Haute couture meat

Not quite a café, not quite a restaurant — this is a meat atelier serving steak frites with chimichurri, just like in Paris' finest establishments. Behind the scenes, they craft burgers with in true haute couture style: juicy patties, potato buns or soft brioche, cheddar, veggies, signature sauce, and fries cooked in beef fat. You can hardly call this «fast food» — here, they cut, sear, and assemble edible art on trays.

A cocktail sanctuary

No sign, no fanfare — you don’t stumble in here by accident. Entry is by reservation only. Inside, candlelight flickers mysteriously, wax preserves time, and a 150-year-old tree (from the team’s hometown of Petropavlovsk) hangs chained above the bar. Bartenders mix cocktails tailored to each guest after an intimate conversation. Temple isn’t just a bar — it’s a sanctuary, where every visitor is a parishioner, every evening a confession, and every detail has a story.

Photos: official restaurant websites and social media, Yandex Maps