Wahaca Southbank

Unmatched Service and Lakeside Dining Delight

Wahaca Southbank, cheekily nestled along the Thames with spectacles to spare, is a fiesta where zesty energy meets culinary panache and infectious hospitality. I slid into this culinary nonconformist expecting tacos and tiramisu tangoing under neon lights but found a surprisingly nuanced experience inviting enough for jaded food critics and jollifiers alike. My evening was punctuated by remarkably zealous staff, each review glimmering with amiable nods towards a Dayana or an Ana, with who seemingly dash about ensuring not a single glass goes un-tippled and no precious churros is left unsalted.

A culinary shout-out must be made to their cauli-bites, spicy marg, and verrrry delicate churros, demonstrating flawless attention to all guacamole-related issues. The vibrant setting hums amicably, the space thoughtfully designed almost as if Dinach’s attention to detail in his expertly crafted Michelada truly laid the foundations of the mood. Yes, the restaurant might experience orchestral cacophonies of staggeringly served dishes disrupting a synchronised dining opera ever so slightly, but you’d forgive this in light of Momo’s impeccable effort to wash down any warranted complaints alongside that oh-so-charming picante margarita. Wahaca tosses aside the confining hobble of sit-in classics - service charges toe compulsory lines amusingly and the serpentine queues deliver you introspectively glazed over the river. But, clearly, in showcasing bursting flavors and resonant overfriendly service, it remains delicately yet mightily worth whatever Southbank shenanigan you’re heading towards next. — Penelope Savory