The Bosphorus sets the table

Cold meze, clouding rakı and songs by the water, every night until one.

The meyhane

A meyhane by the water

Meyhane Blue fills the table with cold and hot meze while rakı turns cloudy over ice, right on the Bosphorus.

Plates keep arriving, glasses keep clouding, and the conversation decides when the night ends.

There are no courses here, and no order. Send plates over one at a time and watch the table fill up.

First round

Deeper into the night

Last plates

Your table

The cloth is still bare. Tap a plate to send it over.

A meyhane table is shared - the total is for everyone, not per person.

Rakı (single) · ₺90

The ritual

Rakı first, then water, ice last. The glass blooms milky white - the louche - and the talk grows deeper.

Şerefe!- to honour. The only toast the night needs.

The waterside

Silhouettes across the strait, fish on ice, lights loosening on the current.

“The rakı clouds, the city lights ripple, time gives up.”
- Istanbul Evening Post
“Plates arrive until the tablecloth disappears.”
- Aegean Table
“Fasıl nights here are the best therapy in the city.”
- Bosphorus Weekly

Fasıl

Thursday to Saturday the songs drift over the water, and everyone knows the chorus.

Tables by the rail go first. For parties above eight, please call.