Hands tearing warm bread over a wooden table scattered with chilli flakes and sea salt
Whole prawns piled high on a blackened metal tray, split and charred from the grill
Flames licking a grill grate loaded with peri-peri chicken halves, orange and black
A young child laughing with peri-peri sauce on her chin, eyes bright
Green matapa stew in a clay pot, coconut milk swirling on the surface
A cold 2M beer bottle sweating on a wooden communal table at golden hour
Garlic butter dripping from split wood-fired prawns onto red Mozambican soil-colored tiles
Overhead view of communal table with dishes shared between hands reaching in from all sides
Mortar and pestle with crushed peri-peri chillies, red oil pooling at the base

Maputo · Mozambique · Est. 2019

This is how
Maputo eats.

Overhead view of an open wood-fire grill loaded with marinated prawns and chicken, smoke rising

"My grandmother's notebook crossed the Mozambique Channel in a plastic bag. The marinade recipe is on page 7, stained with peri-peri oil."

— Chef Amara Nhantumbo, Founder

The Kitchen

Recipes that crossed the channel

Piri began with a plastic bag of notebooks and the smell of chilli smoke on everything we owned. The peri-peri chillies are crushed by hand every morning. The marinade has not changed since 1987.

We serve the food of Mozambique's coastline — prawns that arrive whole and leave the grill split, blackened, trailing garlic butter. Matapa the way it's made in Maputo: slow, coconut-heavy, argumentative about timing.

The communal tables are intentional. You should be close enough to reach across and steal a prawn.

Heat LevelAuthentic
Overhead view of a communal table covered in shared dishes, hands reaching in from every side at golden hour

Under a corrugated tin roof, at golden hour.

The Table

Everyone eats together

The communal tables seat eight. The portions are sized so you have to share. The 2M beers arrive cold and sweating. The smoke from the grill gets into everything — your clothes, your hair, your memory.

We are open Wednesday through Sunday. Lunch starts at noon. The kitchen closes when we run out — usually before 10pm on weekends.

Hours
Wed – Fri12:00 – 22:00
Saturday11:00 – 22:30
Sunday11:00 – 21:00
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The Adventurous Couple

Tired of the same Thai-and-Italian rotation. Ready to argue over the last prawn.

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The Diaspora Family

Craving matapa and xima on a Sunday afternoon. This table is yours.

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The Food Blogger

Hunting for the next place that makes your followers book from the comments section.

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Wood fire grill glowing orange and red at night, charcoal embers and smoke
The Fire is Ready

Bring your appetite.

We'll handle the fire.

Tables fill fast on weekends. The peri-peri prawns run out by 9pm. Book early, arrive hungry.

No form on this page — you'll be taken directly to our booking system

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