You settle in at HAZ. The city noise fades a little — not gone, just softer. There’s warmth at the table, mellow lighting, and that nice background buzz of people chatting nearby. Then it lands: the mezze platter. Bright, generous, and inviting.

Nine small dishes. Each with a story, like postcards from Turkey — told through flavor, texture, and memory.

You start with the classics.

A scoop of hummus — silky smooth, touched with tahini and a squeeze of lemon. Right next to it, cacik. That yogurt, cucumber, and mint mix you didn’t know you needed. You grab a bit of bread, dip in, and — wow — it’s like a breeze off the Aegean.

Now the crispy bits.

Borek’s first — filo pastry filled with creamy feta and herbs. Crunchy outside, warm and soft inside. Falafel follows, green at the center from all those herbs, with a crackling crust. One dunk in the hummus, and yep, that works.

Then the fresh stuff.

Tabbouleh is sharp — parsley, tomato, lemon, finely chopped. Kisir kicks in with more attitude. Bulgur, tomato paste, olive oil, and a hint of heat. It surprises you — in a good way.

Then comes the slow comfort.

Imam bayildi — soft aubergine, slow-cooked in olive oil with onions and tomato. It tastes homemade, even if you’ve never had it before. It’s quiet and rich, like a dish made with care.

The fire’s up next.

Chicken kofte — skewers, grilled just right. Juicy, spiced, and slightly charred. There’s heat, not too much, and a deep savory thing going on. It rounds everything out.

And finally — smoky and cool.

Babaganoush. Roasted aubergine again, but mashed with tahini, garlic, lemon. It’s smoky and silky and strangely addictive. Even when the bread’s gone, you’re tempted to use a spoon.

All this? For £20.

It’s a feast. Not just a snack. And it tells a whole story — one that starts in Turkey and lands here in London. Whether you’re splitting it or going solo (honestly, no judgment), this mezze platter at HAZ isn’t just good value. It’s something else.

This is tradition. Shared honestly, served generously, and seasoned just right.

Come with an appetite. Leave with a full heart. That’s mezze done right.

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