Enish

Warm Hospitality and Vegan Delights!

Ah, Enish: a treasure chest of Nigerian delights tucked away in the lively streets of Camberwell, promising more exotic rhythms than the parking situation can handle. As you drift into this bustling outpost, replete with warm colors and intriguing art, you'll find yourself embraced by the heady mix of seductive aromas and Afrobeats that even a somber day would struggle to dull. The service, delivered with warmth and a touch of familial zest—the kind where Pelumi, Eve, and Tochi banter with guests as though they've known them for years—elevates the experience from mere eating to heartfelt exuberance. As they deftly negotiate a free-for-all of orders and smiles, you can't help but notice their dedication to the task at hand with a finesse that only comes from genuine joy.

Of course, Enish is not without its small foibles, or perhaps—let's be charming here—'endearing quirks.' You might leave sporting smells distinct enough to assure passers-by you've been thoroughly Africanized by osmosis, owing to an over-enthusiastic relationship with their ventilation systems. There's the odd faux pas—a sizzling meal splash or misplaced vegetable attempting escape—and yes, places like sous-vide goat too chewy to really belong, but these are minor adornments on what is otherwise a warm, flavorful tapestry. The Ayamase and seafood okra capture authentic, vibrant tastes straight out of Lagos, and the portions (generously heaped) may rest heavier than light on a calorie consciousness trip. But let’s be honest, when does a delectable spread demand subtlety? At Enish, boldness pays impeccable homage to rich Nigerian tastes, packaged with an unfeigned desire for revelry. It's not just about eating; it's engagement—a brilliant new acquaintance on the city’s culinary map. — Penelope Savory