Palio Radiofono (‘old radio’) is smack in the middle of the most touristic parts of the city (100m from the Akropoli metro station). Frequented by discerning locals as well as curious travellers, you can already tell from its facade and sign that it’s special, a kind of locale that’s not so easy to find in this part of the world.
What I love about this small bar is the low lighting, the soft jazz music and the decoration, which ranges from real vintage items to jazz-themed paintings and photos. The whole room has these subdued green and brown hues that make it feel weathered yet welcoming and never exclusive. It’s as if time has made it tougher and worn it smoother at the same time.
It’s ideal for lonesome, late-night, boozy outings as well as more romantic tête-à-têtes that make me feel like I’m Humphrey Bogart and my date is Ingrid Bergman. The loudness is perfect for that: I like it when the surrounding chitter-chatter is vaguely as loud as the music; it makes it feel social, yet intimate. That said, I prefer dropping by for earlier drinks, before it’s too full — it quickly gets crowded as the night grows older.
Of course I always get whiskey when I’m at Palio Radiofono — this drink and this bar both touch on roughly the same parts inside of me.
Finally, I appreciate the relaxed attitude of the barman and his generosity when serving drinks and bowlfuls of peanuts.