But then Faten and Mahmoud have been running their supper club at Cafe Metro for six months now, and so far repeat business has not been a problem. The space is small and intimate; tickets sell out weeks in advance; the proceeds pay for aid for the hungry and homeless of Gaza. And like so many successful ideas, it happened basically by accident: a one-off fundraiser that quickly graduated into a kind of cultural event, a fixture of the north London social scene, a source of comfort and community in troubling times, resistance in its tastiest and most delicately spiced form.