The tastiest bite of khachapuri: expressing love silently

Khachapuri or love!They say every city has its own language of love. In Paris, it is the bubbles of champagne; in Rome, an evening promenade; but in Tbilisi... In Tbilisi, love perhaps begins exactly when you are ready to give up the very center of the last hot khachapuri to your loved one.This is not just a culinary gesture. This is true self-sacrifice. In a city where food is a cult, and a piece of dough filled with hot, melted cheese and egg yolk is the ultimate pleasure, saving the best bite for someone else is equal to the most sincere confession.

This means: "I love your happiness more than my own."After all, Tbilisi romance has never been pretentious or overly theatrical. It is always hidden in shared warmth, noisy feasts, narrow balconies, and in little, delicious concessions like this. So, if someone has slid the juiciest center of an Adjarian khachapuri toward you, know this — you are the center of their universe.