The entrance to the cafe is via a steep steel staircase to a height of about 1m, it is very inconvenient and not safe, you can't really wash your hands, there is a hand-dialed washbasin on the street, which quickly runs out of water, there is no toilet, you have to look for it at the bazaar, and it is paid! The size of the cafe itself is not large for about 8 tables. The dishes are different in taste, there are normal ones, such as mantov, pilaf, Achichuk salad (but it is difficult to spoil it)), and there are very specific ones. We ordered a Uighur lagman, so some kind of spice is put there, in the form of a chopped black pod, its taste is super specific, strongly stands out above everything and spoils lagman, how many times we searched the Internet for recipes and did not find such spices in the Uighur lagman, we did not understand what it was....but I didn't like it. The dishes were served fairly quickly, their temperature was not hot enough, a little hotter than warm, tea was brewed in a teapot in bags, also a minus. The prices are not indicated in the menu, it was not clear how much all this pleasure would cost, but in the end the price was slightly lower than average, but in general, contradictory impressions arose, more negative and even the taste of some dishes did not brighten them up.
A simple eatery, the pilaf is delicious, served with salad, samsa and tea. You should not expect super cleanliness (and yes, here the salad is applied by hand), but personally I don't see anything like that, they didn't get poisoned. Pilaf tastes better than in tourist Pilaf centers and they probably also put salad on with their hands)))