Marush Patong — near Bangla Road

The flagship. The first kitchen, the highest-rated, and the one that never closes. A few steps from Bangla Road’s glow, the courtyard hums until sunrise — white drapes, lush plants, and the neon sign that became a Patong landmark: Habibi, come to Marush.

Evenings bring a live oud player threading Levantine melodies through the tables, balloon-arch celebrations spilling onto the street, and plates of mixed grill arriving on beds of smoke at three in the morning. Whatever hour Phuket keeps, this Marush keeps it too.