Big serves, big flavours, big herbage define the exuberant dishes at this perennially popular diner where a busy open kitchen, shared plates and communal tables make for lively chatter (often a din) and an amiable atmosphere that’s in the very DNA of the tiny inner city street after which it is named.

The chalkboard menu is a Middle Eastern, South East Asian mash up; smaller plates come piled with salad whether it’s the delish caramelised pork belly encrusted with peanuts, served with fat prawns and Asian greens, or the Armenian lamb soldiers topped with fried almonds, yoghurt and pomegranate.

“Mains” are huge so order sparingly; the crispy whole fried red snapper with chilli jam, betel leaf, mandarin, green mango and nam jim is fantastic and you can’t go past the fish pasty, a dish that had people trekking to Goolwa when chef Jordan Theodoros ran Aquacaf there.

Desserts are likewise BIG although the peanut butter parfait with salted caramel and chocolate mousse mounded on the plate like an explosion in a sweet shop is so yummy you’ll probably polish off the lot single-handed.

This review originally appeared on adelaidenow.com.au.