Barchick had heard great things about this Middle Eastern joint tucked underneath the arches of Haggerston station– mostly involving vast trays of meat and it's ridiculous hummus. Turns out the airwaves were right… there’s a hella lot to love about this hole in the wall.
The restaurant’s no-reservations rule works here ‘cos the bar’s where you wanna be at. Take a high pew and swivel round to soak up the vibe: low-lit, loud and laid back with staff who will probably end up being your mate; they’re not cool as in aloof, they’re cool as in sound.
This place takes drinks as seriously as the main event, expect Middle Eastern flavours and kinda off-the-wall cocktails. What’s not to love about mescal, chilli, Aperol, lime and sumac? You can’t come here and not eat (you can but you’d just be stupid to), the food is legendary so nestle your way onto one of the long sharer tables and get stuck in. You’ll probably eat your body weight in hummus but try and leave some room for the roasted cauliflower, it’s the best thing on the menu.