Garden Parc in the West End delivers all the fun of a clubstaurant but in manageable, two-hour daylight doses—more a midday espresso jolt than a regrettable night of too many vodka drinks. The weekend-only brunch, lunch, and early dinner slots always fill up, packing the brightly lit space with so many birthday groups that it’s hard to notice the plant-heavy, garden-themed decor. On the plus side, the light hookah haze and dancing diners give you additional cover if you choose to sit out the restaurant-wide swag surf. Instead, save your energy for the Tamia dance you’ve been practicing and just signal for another round of crispy fried shrimp, tender jerk chicken thighs, or other fairly decent all-you-can-eat plates so your table doesn’t run dry during your dining slot.