Sudička. May I give a plug for my favourite restaurant?
Sudička is the name of the old woman who, in Slavic mythology, spins the yarn of a child's destiny; and in this below-street-level cellar, with sunlight filtering in from the upper world, one can easily imagine her at work. I have been here three or four times in the last six months in excellent company, and always plump for one particular dish - a smoked salmon salad with fennel and strawberries, and a glass of chilled Müller Thurgau. At £7, this is not only excellent value, but also gourmet cuisine of the highest order.
The restaurant was at one time a coal-store and later a laundry, serving the art-nouveau house above. The management at Sudička are charming, if eccentric. Their card indicates that they are 'usually open from 12.33 until 11pm, though frequently longer'. I think that covers most eventualities. From here it's just a short walk past the water tower and over the hill to Vršovice for a well-earned rest.