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Didn’t Sell My Soul To Shoreditch

I was due to meet Kit & Elaine for lunch in town, they live in darkest Deptford and Kit’s been unwell of late, so I figured Shoreditch would be convenient for the London Overground.

By chance there’s a Brewdog bar close to Shoreditch High Street Station so that seemed to be a plan.

We arrived at about twelve thirty, the bar was pretty quiet and settled in a booth looking out onto the road.

I probably don’t need to mention that the décor is standard Brewdog ‘industrial chic’, you know what to expect. The customary neon skull reads ‘Live Fast,Drink Slow’.

As we ordered our first drinks – from the extensive tap range – we asked about the burgers, we’d had a disappointing experience at the Tower Hill Brewdog bar.

We were assured that they were freshly cooked to order, would be ‘well cooked’ (we were in the Peoples Republic of Tower Hamlets) and could take ‘up to twenty minutes’. That worked for us, so we all ordered burgers… Kit ordered the Patriot, Elaine the Chipotle Chorizo, while I ordered the special – Burger Overlord.

All arrived in a reasonable time, and looked delicious.

The flavour and texture didn’t disappoint, indeed Elaine commented several times that it was the best burger she’s had for many a long while.

I had to agree, awesome burgers and amusingly, just over the road from ‘Byron’ – whoops.

After lunch we settled in for a couple of hours exploring the various brews on offer, a dark IPA, a dry stout (with Mosaic hops) from the Kernel brewery, a Pistachio Stout and a  wonderful collaboration between Magic Rock and Cloudwater breweries.

On every occasion the bar staff offered tasters.

I think I have new favourite London bar.