Tangerine Mangal — Restaurant in Batumi

Going here was the worst mistake. From the get go the only thing the waiter cared about was suggesting the most expensive dishes and wines.

I chose to have steak, which was priced at 25-30 GEL, I ended up getting charged 110 GEL for the steak. The justification was that the price shown on the menu is apparently for 100g. My steak definitely had more than 150g of bone in it.

All of this would have been forgiveable if it was atleast cooked right. The waiter asked me how I like my steak and I specifically told to not cook it more than medium, and I received an extremely well done "steak". To see the colour pink in my steak I would have had to add food colouring.

It is fine if I was charged even 50 GEL for it but being charged 110 GEL for it is absolutely not acceptable. When I asked the waiter about it I was told that this is a different part of the meat and it is supposed to look that way. It's one thing to mess up your order but another thing to pretend it's the first time your customer has tried steak.

Oh. And they only serve wine in bottles (the waiter was suggesting I try the 400 GEL bottle), not glasses, and I was reminded that the 160 GEL extortion does not include tips.

Duly noted, worst mistake of my Georgia trip. Will not be visiting this place again.

The ambience was nice but I'm not sure it matters...

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Tangerine Mangal: Where My Taste Buds Signed a Peace Treaty with the Universe 🇬🇪🔥🍊

I came in hungry. I left reborn. Some people go to therapy — I went to Tangerine Mangal, and honestly? Same result, but with better grilled meat. 🍢🧠💆‍♂️

From the second I walked in, I knew I wasn’t in a regular restaurant — I was in a flavor dojo, and the chef was a black-belt in charcoal diplomacy. The grill? Humming like it knew secrets. The air? Smelled like heaven just got a food court. 😍🔥

I ordered the mixed mangal platter, and when it hit the table, I swear I heard the faint sound of angels singing in Georgian. Either that or I was hallucinating from hunger. Either way — magical. 🎶🕊️

The kebabs? Juicy enough to file a lawsuit for emotional damage. The lavash? So soft I considered using it as a pillow (but I ate it before that became a problem). And the sauces? I want them bottled, blessed, and mailed to my enemies to teach them what flavor feels like. 👊🌶️❤️

Also, the guy running the place? Legend. He looked like someone who could barbecue a dragon and still serve it with charm and a perfect char. 🐉🔥👨‍🍳

I didn’t just eat — I experienced. And now I measure all meals in “Tangerine Mangal units.” Most don’t even rank.

If you’re in Barumi and you don’t go here, you’re living a bland lie. 10/10 would betray...

The restaurant itself is beautiful and has a clean bathroom, but that is where all the good ends.

We sat down to order and it took 20 minutes (or longer to get our drinks ordered). We came with a large group and by the time we got our drinks, many of the other group members had their meals already!

I ordered an original Coca Cola and was brought a Coke Zero. The waiter actually argued with me and said this is what I ordered! He stood there and disputed this with us, and my dad finally told him to just take it back. He took it back and brought an original Coke (about 10 minutes later) and slammed it on the table.

About 45 minutes (yes forty five minutes later) our food arrived. We ordered a well done tomahawk steak and it came out medium rare, the pizza was raw, and the lamb chops were so tough they couldn’t be chewed! After taking a bite of the lamb chop, my mom broke her crown (experiencing dental pain).

After the ordeal with the Coke, we didn’t bother to tell the waiter about our other food troubles because it was apparent that he didn’t care.

I have never encountered such a bad experience in a restaurant. This was a birthday meal that was ruined. I would NEVER recommend this nightmare...