After bursting through the doors of Blues Kitchen in Shoreditch, London, ten minutes before our reservation, we were informed that we would have to wait a while for our table. Despite being annoying and setting us in a sulk, it meant that we were able to hit the bar and order some drinks.
Luckily, I was one of the last of our group to order drinks, as I got to witness the bartender crafting the minuscule cocktails on offer for between £9 and £12. Scouring the menu, I realised they didn’t seem to sell Pornstar Martinis, so that was the final nail in the coffin for any cocktail purchases, and I settled on a Vodka and Coke – the perfect drink for soaking up the unique but vintage decor.
It turned out our sulk had been short-lived, as we were soon led to our table, and by table, I mean caravan. At the far end of the bar is a metal caravan, decked out in side with leather seats, bar tables, a private loo and an aux cord. It’s almost totally soundproofed, so we could hear the music echoing around the bar, but anyone stood outside couldn’t hear us – lucky really, based on some of our conversations!
By the evening our stomachs were crying out to be lined with carbs and protein so we hit the menu and ordered Wings and Things which can best be described as a platter of meat sweats. Yes, that is tray loaded with brisket, burnt ends, hot wings, sweet potato fries, nachos, guac, blue cheese, and barbecue dip. The brisket and burnt ends were moist and flavoursome, but the wings were far too spicy for me, causing my eyes to water and nose to run. My greatest regret is that I couldn’t finish the whole platter.
Following our feast, we spent the remaining time in the caravan listening to music from Spotify, enjoying an ongoing flurry of drinks brought over by our server, Maria (who was absolutely fantastic) and forgetting about our woes.
By the time we were asked to leave the caravan, Blues Kitchen was in full swing – literally. Blasting from the speakers in the bar was an array of 1950s and early 60s blues, jazz and swing music, and we watched the brass jazz band set up while we sipped spirits and mixer. Ultimately, we decided to find a bar with more mainstream music so we didn’t get to see the band play in the end, but I’m sure they were excellent.
When I walked through the door of Blues Kitchen, I certainly didn’t expect a bar with such unique decor, delicious food and fabulous service. Would I go back? Of course!