Drunch

Savor London's Finest Brunch and Shisha!

Ah, Drunch in Mayfair—this quintessential brunch haven has charmed its way into London's bustling breakfast scene, a place where eggs benedict are as Instagrammable as the blooms that festoon the entrance. On my visit, I found myself whisked through a veritable garden promenade, accented by a lively ambiance that encapsulates everything one could want for an all-day brunch. Between the vibrant flowers and the hum of casual chatter—a nod to nature paired with London vitality—it’s undoubtedly a feast for the senses even before the first forkful of food. Ah, the ephemeral dance between fork, knife, and plate—that quintessential marriage of texture and taste, each bite resonating with artful simplicity (hats off to Chef Leena).

As the sun made itself comfortable alongside us, it became sharply apparent that service here is not merely transactional; Pujan and Sri, spearheading the affair, transformed dining into a quaint ceremony. Proficient yet undeniably affable, they juggled orders and charming banter effortlessly. With Pujan, Sri, and their commendable legion orchestrating an operatic serenade in terms of customer care, even when the odd mix-up threatened to throw us off course. Overall, Drunch offers so much more than Orange Mochiatto and Shisha—it frames Mayfair as more boutique brunch spot less trying to woo you with culinary disruption; instead, delight lies in astute execution. True, some have volleyed complaints of meagre portions like shell only holding echoes; however, in essence, I unreservedly prop my recommendation towards those engrossed in the art of social dining. Plan your next slow morning around their sensational shaded terrace, bask in its sun-dappled hospitality—perhaps encountering your new favorite haunt amidst memories etched easily into the trifling veneer of modern brunching distractions. — Milo Tastemaker