Akbar bar

If you managed to find a parking spot at the flea market, it must be a sign! So stop what you’re doing and come over. Look how we started from one small space, and today we are a force of half a block. The regulars are getting older, the staff is being promoted. But it’s still Akbar with the same moto, Salam Alaikum, says the hostess, grab a chair, take a seat and take a load off, bro, a waiter will be right with you. From falafel, arais, shawarma to pizza and chicken, we have one hell of a kitchen! At our bar, cocktails, beers, espresso and your own personal coacher working a shaker. Playing in your ear, techno, reggaeton, reggae and John John the checker. Plates are moving out of the kitchen as fast as a trailer. You’ve ordered another beer? Now a chaser! The old dude dancing on Friday afternoon, whether it’s hot, cold, peace or war, even you can let go and drink a little bit more. From the owners to the dish washers, we are all partners, so bring your friends and tag us.