The voice of the season, in a warm bowl. Whatever flavour our chef gifts us that day — sometimes home-style lentil, sometimes with fresh vegetables. Just ask, it comes.
The most-loved version of a classic. The warmth of crispy bread, melting cheese on top and the head-spinning aroma of garlic. Worth a chat at the table while you wait.
Children of the earth, gently stuffed in the oven. Beneath their caps, garlic and melting cheese; every bite a small hidden treasure. The golden key to a wine-filled evening.
The crackle of garlic in the pan, the pink dance of shrimps. Butter, a splash of white wine and thyme; simple yet enchanting. The kind you might order from your sunbed on the beach.
The golden rings of the sea. Fresh calamari, lightly floured and turned in hot oil into a golden-yellow smile. Served with lemon, garlic sauce and a glass of cold Efes alongside.
The warm meeting of white cheese and parsley wrapped in thin pastry, taking a golden spiral shape in hot oil. Crispy outside, soft cheesy inside — one of the small poems of Turkish cuisine. For tea-time and evening meze alike.
A handful of mountain-picked spinach gently wrapped in thin pastry. Companioned by white cheese and a touch of garlic; reaches the table after a turn in hot oil. Even green has its story to tell.
The tears of the onion turned into a crispy crust. Coated in lightly spiced batter, then a golden-yellow laugh in hot oil. Could be the star of the main course, not just a sidekick.