Maydan Restaurant Persian

Maydan Restaurant Persian

Persian/Iranian, Moroccan, Lebanese in Washington, DC

Breaking bread and telling stories of voices that often go unheard, through food.

We want you to have a different approach to dining: one that’s about the food, but also the love, respect, and traditions that go into each dish.

Our food tells the story of our own travels, from Tangier to Tehran and Batumi to Beirut, but it also tells the stories of voices that often go unheard.

We were invited to sit and break bread with strangers, listening to stories and learning tried and true techniques.

We felt welcomed, embraced, and valued, quickly becoming part of their families.

We want you to feel that every time you visit. When you enter our town square—our “Mayd?n”—we want you to feel a sense of wonder.

We want you to forget what you know and be ready to explore. And we’ll be there with you for every bite.

You’ll feel like you’ve met new friends—a new family—who will guide you through the square to a table full of dishes. Dips, spreads, salads, condiments, roasted and grilled meats, and seafood coming together in unison.

Just remember, there is no wrong way to go about this.

The centrepiece of every table is the bread, which we make to order in Mayd?n’s clay ovens; it is a culmination of everything we love about the regions we focus on.

Bread brings the meal together and bread brings people together.

We want you to use your hands, making the bread your utensil. Iranian Restaurant in Washington

Share with your neighbour, break bread with your family and friends.

See you in our Mayd?n soon, we’ll be waiting for you!

Pronounced “my-Dahn,” “may-Dahn,” or “mi-dan,” this word has roots in a number of languages.

It’s been crossing borders for generations from Tangier to Tehran, Beirut to Batumi.

It means “gathering place” or “square,” often in the middle of a city.

The word originates in Arabic but translates to Hindi, Urdu, Persian, Ukrainian, and even Latin.

It’s one of the many ways can see differences, but in the end, we’re all the same.