Open from breakfast through to dinner, Kepos Street Kitchen provides endless temptation for you to settle in and eat dips all day long.

Who could blame you, with options like the creamy smoked labne, crowned with candied pistachios and juicy pops of pomegranate, or the silky whipped hummus that drips with fresh lemony flavour. Anyone who has ever said don’t fill up on bread has clearly never had such a wonderful place to dip it.

They’re not the only dishes to tempt you here, with owner and head chef Michael Rantissi creating an approachable menu of home-style Israeli fare.

Like all good family dinners, dishes are rustically lined down the middle of the table where digits can dig in, with dipping, tearing and smearing all part of the experience.

And just when you thought you couldn’t eat any more, when you begin to doubt the integrity of your chair, out comes a tri-coloured cauliflower salad, flavour-bombed with chewy dried cranberries, and the sesame-crusted falafels, with their thick crunchy coats and fluffy herb centres. Of course you finish it all, because who could live with themselves if they left some behind?

Perhaps the setting has a role to play, too. Housed in a converted terrace on a leafy residential side street, you can’t help but feel as though you’re sitting in someone else’s living room. Either way, it’s all too easy to feel at home at Kepos Street.

Must-eat dish: Tel Aviv falafel, green tahini