It’s called Gizli Bahçe, ‘secret garden’, for a reason. Without any sign at its entrance aside from a scrawled number 27 (plus an official ‘5’ in red) it’s difficult to find. In winter when the streets are empty you wouldn’t know a bar was there at all, while in summer it’s hard to differentiate Gizli Bahçe’s crowd from the general melee on Nevizarde Sokak. Inside, one finds a young (sometimes quite studenty), trendy (and trying-a-little-too-hard-to-be-trendy) crowd, nursing beers, posing and (probably) pontificating about popular culture. Two eclectic terraces overlook a backyard car park and peek into a few locals-only meyhanes, while the carefully-chosen, non-matching bits of scruffy furniture cement the youthful, creative atmosphere. Good fun for a cheap pint of local Efes lager.