On Meinekestraße, Aram Mnatsakanov runs an Italian kitchen that has redrawn the west of Berlin.
Radically product-focused and precise on the plate, with a self-assurance the neighbourhood had been missing. Dark green marble and pop-art tiles, velvet banquettes and vintage mirrors — elegant but never stiff. Urban and at the same time family-warm. The menu runs two parallel tracks: creative openers like ceviche of red prawns with daikon and ginger granita. Beside them the full classical vocabulary — vitello tonnato, caponata or risotto alla finanziera. Clean aromatics, sharp cuts. Next door, the wine bar picks up the thread, Sicily wired in tightly.
