From glorious beer to the philosophical implications of hamsi prices, Azi’s culinary adventures are as rich as İstanbul itself. Like a food guide who’s lost his way (and his appetite).

Azi’s late-night escapades and unwavering commitment to fun make Monday morning feel like a distant nightmare. Like a party thrown by Socrates, where everyone gets lost in deep conversations and bossa nova.

Whether lamenting missed connections or laughing at life’s absurdities, Azi’s posts weave a tapestry of urban philosophy that would leave even Camus scratching his head.