Chambao: Cooking, Fire, and Partying in Polanco

Source: Verest Magazine

Any Wednesday can be the beginning of something more, even if you don't know it yet. Just cross Masaryk Avenue, leave the hectic pace of the city behind, and allow Chambao to welcome you with that warmth reminiscent of the old Havana clubs, where smoke danced between dim lights and knives not only cut meat, they also sparked conversations.

An elegant hostess escorts you to your table. She doesn't say much, and there's no need to. There's live music, glasses clinking, a saxophonist seemingly improvising notes to the rhythm of the waiters' steps. There's an atmosphere that isn't forced, it just happens. Chambao doesn't seek to impress; it achieves this effortlessly, with the precision of someone who knows their craft and executes it masterfully.