Piwna 7
I spent eight wonderful years living in Warsaw, at Piwna 7. It was the greatest place to live:
- nice surroundings, the beautiful tiny old town
- restaurants abound, personal faves:
- Ciao Napoli, Wąski Dunaj: superb Neapolitan pizza
- Vege Miasto, Solidarności: vegan stuff that tastes amazing
- Maharani, Freta: Indian
- San Antonio, Ogród Saski: unfortunately perma-closed
- art galleries everywhere
- plac Zamkowy with an endless supply of amazing street musicians
- in Summer, Jazz na starówce, an annual jazz festival
- in Winter, “Lodowisko na rynku starego miasta”, free-entrance ice rink
- Ogród Krasińskich and Ogród Saski walking distance
- wonderful and interesting neighbours
- friends randomly dropping by whenever they happened to be nearby, which was often
It is one thing to see all these things as a tourist and to be immersed for years. During the 2020 pandemic it felt like I had the whole old town for myself.
Over the years, the Piwna 7 downstairs commercial area was occupied by:
- Cukrowa Sowa, very expensive sugar, they had nice logo and were friendly and harmless.
- A jewelery store with an atrocious logo, didn’t last long.
- The worst Żabka in the whole wide world.
Piwna street has its own wikipedia page (in Polish). And the Piwna 7 house has its history written on warszawska.info and an item on WikiData (with a pic!).
You can see some of my 2016 pictures from Warsaw, and 2020 pandemic pictures from Warsaw.
As of early 2025, the apartment I lived in for eight years is for rent on AirBnB, TripAdvisor, and Booking. Seeing how these types of services care about their urls, the links will probably be dead before anyone clicks.