On a busy roundabout in Vauxhall there’s a very unusual restaurant indeed.
A crumbling Georgian mansion flanked by sky scrapers with a constant buzz of traffic outside, like wasps on a picnic.
Delightfully eccentric and very, very British, welcome to Brunswick House.
Built for the Duke of Brunswick in 1758, now it’s a sort of antique shop – salvage yard – restaurant.
Perfect for autumnal wanderings.
As soon as you step through the front door, the busy world at your back just melts away and ceases to exist.
Instead you find yourself in a new, better one.
A world made of wooden floorboards, heavy curtains, glittering chandeliers and age speckled mirrors.
You can wander unaccompanied through room after room of treasures.
^Thinking where on earth in my flat I could house these chairs…
With a couple of floors to explore I thoroughly recommend going a bit early and having a proper snoop.
Before making your way into the dining room, led by the smell of freshly baked bread.
Pull up a pew beneath the chandeliers and dive into the short but sweet, seasonal menu.
There’s no going wrong here, order anything and it will be sensational.
Beautiful, delicate, well thought out dishes using the very best British ingredients.
Heritage carrots, girolles, ancient grains, egg yolk.
50 day aged Hereford rump. Swiss chard & Tunworth gratin with pickled walnuts.
With a side of fluffy Cornish potatoes.
Chocolate pot to polish us off.
A very unusual restaurant indeed.
I can’t recommend a trip enough!
Great for dates, groups, family, I can’t think of an occasion that wouldn’t suit. One for the top of your list.