You arrive when the sun goes.
The table arrives full and it keeps arriving — eleven plates at once, then the grill, then more grill. There is no last course here. The gate opens at sunset and the garden stays lit until the last majlis empties.
Nothing here has a last course.
A walled garden of date palms and jasmine, four fire circles, a fountain, and pergolas deep enough to disappear into. You come after the heat has gone out of the day and you leave when you feel like leaving.
The kitchen sends mezze all night, the grill goes back on whenever you ask, and the gahwa never stops. Nobody paces you, nobody turns your table, and nobody has a second sitting waiting on it.
Five ways to take the night
One bowl, one ring of seating, the whole night.
Yours from sunset, with gahwa and dates on the house. Food comes from the spreads on the table.
Ask about a circleCarved screens, your own brazier, a door you can close.
Three of them on the garden wall, each with its own gate onto the paving.
Ask about the majlisA shorter sitting, for when you cannot stay.
A low table under the pergola held in your name for two hours — which a walk-in never gets — with sweets alongside the gahwa and dates.
Book the hourSeating in the open garden is never held.
Walk in from sunset and take what is free. Busiest after ten on a Friday.
See tonight’s sunsetEvery circle, every majlis, the gate closed behind you.
For a wedding night, a majlis of your own, or a company that wants no strangers in it.
Write to usNothing is held until we have written back. Fire circles and the private majlis want three days’ notice; the whole garden wants three weeks.
Nothing arrives one plate at a time.
Mezze comes first and comes all at once — the table is covered before anyone has decided what they want. Then the grill starts, and it does not stop until you say so.
The garden tableEleven plates land together, then the grill starts.
What arrives
The whole lambKhouzi, carried out whole and opened at your circle.
What arrives
The long nightThe kitchen does not stop until you do.
What arrivesSpreads are added to whatever you have booked — a circle, a majlis, or a table you walked in to. Where it says a head the price is per person; the lamb is one price for the whole table. Tell us about anything you do not eat and the kitchen works around it.
Or just the grill.
No minimum, no notice — ordered from your circle at any point in the night.
The dallah sits on the coals, not on a hotplate.
Cardamom-heavy, light-roasted, poured a third of a cup at a time so it is always hot. It comes to every circle without being ordered and it is refilled until you turn the cup over.
Khalas dates from Liwa alongside, and a second pot of tea after midnight when the gahwa has done its work.
You sit around it, not at it.
A stone bowl on a raised plinth, a ring of paving, then the banquettes — far enough back that the fire is warmth rather than heat, close enough that the whole circle is one conversation. Food and gahwa come to the low tables behind the seating, never to the edge of the bowl.
Three of them, screened in carved teak, each with its own brazier and its own gate onto the garden. Sixteen people, a door you can close, and a curtain you can leave open.
Up to 16 · three days’ noticeThe gate opens at sunset
Al Quoz 1, DubaiSunset this week
Computed for Dubai, not typed in. Last entry 01:00; the garden closes when the last majlis empties.
There is no sign on the road. Come down the lane past the last warehouse and look for the palms — you will see the lantern light over the wall before you find the door. The gate is the unmarked teak one.
Level access from the lane, and the garden paving is flat throughout. Tell us when you write and someone will meet you at the gate and walk you in.
Placeholder address, number and map — replaced with the real ones before launch.