Sometimes, an unexpected opportunity lands in your lap — like creating a restaurant. And once you start, it suddenly feels like you also need a feminine identity and a story to go with this remarkable woman. The name Barbara sounded chef-like enough to make the whole idea feel fresh and exciting. In truth, we had no clue what we were doing. But we laughed a lot, and people left with full stomachs. They came, and they stayed — sometimes not entirely by choice, since one of the doors tended to stick. But the atmosphere was there. Barbara restaurant was born: from chaos, charm, and a generous amount of good wine.

Today, Barbara is here, breathing and offering experiences that no one can foresee. We have a bit of laughter, just the right amount of chaos, and a style of our own. Experience? Still not quite. But at least there’s a nice sign on the door.