KYKEON — Restaurant in Muratpaşa

The only reason we went there was to have a nice ambience and music. We were initially greeted by a group of staff, but the staff was insistent on not seating us where we wanted. Their comment on this issue was, "Usually on busy days like this (friday 7PM), my tables at the bar are reserved." This situation seemed ridiculous to my friend and me, because if there is a reservation, it is there, if there is not, it is not. What does it mean in GENERAL? They took every group that came after us and had women with them there as normal, and everyone who came with women sat down in their seats normally. It was around 10 in the evening when we left the place. I do not think that the staff is competent on this issue. Unfortunately, the dirty mentality of the owner of the business alienated us from this place. Also, my friend next to me was one of the regulars of this place.

I drank four or five cocktails (non of them was good, they even made Lynchburg Lemonade -the recipe is written on the glass my brother- and two beers by myself. My friend wanted to order a "Virgin mojito" for himself. Although the price of the non-alcoholic cocktail was specifically stated on the menu, we were charged the price of a "Normal Mojito". "Normally, our non-alcoholic cocktail is something completely different bUt yOu sPeCifically wAntEd a MoJiTo". I would never accept that reflected excuse because we asked the waiter with earphones if we could have a virgin mojito as a non-alcoholic cocktail, and he got our order. While paying the bill, I read the note "It will be non-alcoholic -alkolsuz olacak-" under the "Mojito" order of our bill. We also ordered a beer plate and fries from kitchen -potato was good-, followed by water and sprite. While paying the bill, the confused lady at the cash register was so convinced that not all of this had been ordered by two people in two hours or something like this that she asked us twice: "Is anyone at the table right now?"

But all you want is to see women sitting there in the middle of the place near bar, even if they just drink a beer for whole night. I WILL DEFINITELY...

Last week we went to this bar. At the beginning everything was nice, but before 15 minutes to close we asked a waiter whether we can order a beer and continue sitting, he told us that we can order and sit till we finish the drinks. But when we paid the bill another waiter came and said that bar is closing and we have to go. We told that another waiter gave another information, then he told that anyway we have to leave, even our beer were almost full. They brought us plastic glasses and told again that wr have to leave in a very rude way. Our aunt started to complain and she called a manager, and a waiter told that the manager already left. But he was sitting there and just watching how this situation will finish. We really loved this place and we went there almost every weekend during summer. The manager knew us but he decided not to come and solve the problem. That evening we also made a big bill but they just didn’t care about their clients and their image. They just kicked us out. After we left the bar, we stopped to smoke at the entrance and suddenly a door behind closed with such a huge noice. It was so disrespectful. Never again we will go there. Be careful as well, they always smile but when it comes to solve a problem they just ignore and kicks you out...

This place is a joke. First off, the drinks were an insult to the human palate — I wouldn’t be surprised if they just mixed tap water, expired syrup, and regret in a dirty glass. I ordered a simple cocktail, and it tasted like it had been stirred with a flip-flop. Warm, flat, and borderline chemical-tasting — genuinely revolting.

But the best part? They charged me extra fees that weren’t listed anywhere — some made-up “service” or “weekend” charge. When I questioned it, the bartender shrugged like it was totally normal. Spoiler: it’s not.

Filthy tables, rude staff, and overpriced trash drinks. Do yourself a favor — avoid this dump like it’s a biohazard. I wouldn’t come back here if it was the last...