Cappadocia Turkish Restaurant

Walk into Cappadocia and you're immediately wrapped in the smell of charcoal and spices—the kind of place where the kitchen actually knows what it's doing. It's tucked away on Newmarket Row, close enough to the centre that you're not trudging uphill, but far enough that it feels like a proper neighbourhood spot rather than tourist theatre. The menu reads like a tour through Anatolia: meze platters loaded with proper hummus and baba ganoush, kebabs that arrive sizzling on cast iron, and pide that tastes like someone's grandmother knew what she was doing. The room buzzes without being shouty, service moves at exactly the right pace, and at these prices you're getting serious value for what lands on your plate.