This convivial alfresco dining room often fills with patrons lusting after bread, tickled crisply by flames in the brick oven, fingerlickin’ muttabal (purée of aubergine mixed with tahini, yoghurt and olive oil) and hummus, and juicy kebabs paired with perfect piles of saffron rice. You’ll feel like a pasha lounging amid the fat pillows on a carpeted platform surrounded by twinkle-lit hedges. Too authentic? Opt for a traditional table. Alas, the lack of indoor seating makes Pars a poor choice in summer.