Bread Street Kitchen & Bar

£24 - £65 / British, Pizza, Vegetarian options

First Floor One, 10 New Change, London

Opening hours

7:30AM-11PM

Sunday 11:30AM-9PM
Monday 7:30AM-11PM
Tuesday 7:30AM-11PM
Wednesday 7:30AM-11PM
Thursday 7:30AM-11PM
Friday 7:30AM-11PM
Saturday 11:30AM-11PM

Unique Dining Capsules Elevate Gordon Ramsay's Restaurant

From the moment my shoes crossed the grand threshold of Bread Street Kitchen, ensconced in the hulking shadow of St. Paul's Cathedral, I felt an electric anticipation that only the enigmatic establishments of culinary giants such as Gordon Ramsay can inspire. The dining area envelops you with quintessential British elegance meets Art Deco light fittings, making it one of those spots that achieves that elusive blend of smart yet unstuffy atmosphere—a hallmark more titans of plebeian chow (or, rather, haute hamburgers) ought to master. As I settled into a plush seat perfectly poised for both dinner and people-watching, I noticed manager Rafael playing conductor in a symphony of service, seamlessly guiding attentive servers through their revelers' rounds, leaving not a single diner in discontent.

Kicking things off, the Beef Wellington slice was so tender the cow hadn't so much been slaughtered as crowned; delightful morsels that prove class, Subtle, is indeed the kitchen's middle name. Beneath the rich tapestry of flavors, service played its willing dancer—our server, Yeasin, deftly navigated our whims and desires with the keen intuition of a seasoned psychopomp and a smile brighter than his natty waistcoat. Pre-empting dessert calamities common in such milieu, the sticky toffee pudding arrived befittingly warm, sousing any specter of custard curdle horror shows within a first creamy bite. Some quirks remain, of course: a Coke priced higher than one's Sunday tabloid might make lesser folks holler "utter rot!" across our rain-streaked horizons. Bread Street Kitchen is perhaps not without its points of contention, but you'd be remiss not to indulge in what has indefatigably established itself as a fanfare in the bustling heart of London dining. — Milo Tastemaker