There are few finer places to sit on a sunny Friday evening than on the rooftop at Shoreditch House.
Watching the sun go down over London, the glistening swimming pool reflecting the handsome faces of Shoreditch’s creative elite – you cant help but be a little swept up in all the excitement of the place.
It was buzzing inside, the staff charming. We were seated towards the back of the room on an all too comfortable sofa – and shown a simple yet elegant menu. I ordered the Seabass which was served with peas, tomato and lemon, with a side of fries. The latter was an afterthought and to be honest not a huge chip person, it might have been the best decision I’d made all day. Best chips I’ve ever eaten. I don’t know if they were fried, double fried, triple dripped in goose fat, or the potatoes grown in the Vatican Garden – these were phenomenal.
I went Shoreditch House (if I’m honest) half expecting an ostentatious and unfriendly members club. I left feeling quite the opposite – the staff were lovely, the place was comfortable, the interiors were elegant and understated, the food was divine and very reasonably prices (£13-20 for mains).
It makes me very very sad to think it may be some time before I get to go back…
Please note, Shoreditch House is a Private Members Club, though members can bring guests.