The calls of fishermen returning with the day's catch mingle with seagulls, gas lamps glow overhead, and Zeki Müren plays in the background… A hidden garden from old Istanbul, untouched by the city's rush.

Take a seat beneath the trees without looking for a sign or waiting for an invitation; make yourself at home. A measure of rakı in a tea glass, the catch of the day on your plate, and the copper glow of the Golden Horn before you.