Casaba Cafe — Restaurant in Göreme

Acceptable food, awful customer service.

Two waiters both served us, and on separate occasions they muttered under their breath after we asked to take away food, and then later realised there was extra seating area on the other side of the road.

When taking away our plates, one of the waiters said something in Turkish to myself and laughed. I chuckled alongside, not knowing what he said, out of respect. He then proceeded to mock my laughter and said again in Turkish in a condescending tone.

I did not feel comfortable being served, and was not respected as a tourist.

The food was acceptable. Don't bother having the sujuk gozleme as there is little to no filling in it (see attached photos). The chips were good, and the kebab wrap was acceptable, bar the lack of sauce in the wrap.

Also, they did not give us our drink. I only realised after leaving the restaurant. However, after the poor customer experience I had, I have no intention on returning to ask for the drink.

I will not visit again and do not recommend, especially for...

Casaba Cafe is a charming road side establishment that offers a delightful escape into the rich and diverse world of Turkish cuisine. During my visit, I tried the Water Borek, a dish that beautifully encapsulates the essence of traditional Turkish baking.

The Water Borek at Casaba Cafe was a delightful culinary experience. This classic Turkish pastry, known as "Su Böreği" in Turkish, is a multi-layered dish made with delicate sheets of dough, typically filled with cheese and herbs. At Casaba Cafe, the Water Borek was exquisitely prepared, with each layer of dough being incredibly thin and tender, almost melting in the mouth. The filling was a harmonious blend of savoury cheese and fresh herbs, providing a perfect balance of flavours.

The pastry was light and not overly greasy, a testament to the skill of the kitchen in executing this traditional dish. The portion size was generous, making it a satisfying choice for either a light meal or a hearty snack. The borek was served warm, enhancing the taste and texture...

I have rarely had a worse meal without it being actively rancid.

I watched as the staff made the food, handling everything - - the meat, the fries, etc. with their bare hands. They just microwaved random boxes of meat and put them into the sandwich.

Then, I took away the food and ate it. Although, I wished I hadn't. The fries were unsalted sticks of quadruple-cooked hard tack that even the pigeons wouldn't eat. The wrap was a thick gummy diaper filled with tepid brown scrapings that resembled meat in the same way that leather does. The buttermilk was delicious, but don't blame that on these guys.

This is the kind of operation that exists solely for parting tourists with their money. I have spent half an hour searching for their location on Google Maps just so that I could pass the information on to you. Right across that little canal there, there is a courtyard. A good fellow and his humble meatball restaurant are waiting...