Escape Bar

Tropical Oasis: Ultimate Caribbean Dining Experience

The moment I sauntered through the cheerful doors of London's beloved Escape Bar, it was as though I had stumbled upon a celestial hideaway from the city's persistent impatience. With its intoxicating offerings of curry goat and the world's fluffiest mashed potatoes — better compared to dining on soft clouds — each bite invites you to an unparalleled gustatory escapade. Oh, and about that alluring calaloo and peerless lentil stew, they deserve sonnets as much as water does rain. As if conscious of their culinary prowess, the kitchen sneaks in a drop-the-fork surprise: most servings evoke generosity at 50% off on Mondays and Tuesdays. A mishap of cold dishes for a large group is the rare blip in a tapestry of well-assembled flavours.

The decor, pledging homage to tropical insouciance, targets your enthusiasm with a vibrant allure that mirrors the cocktails’ aura, oozing luscious libations as spirited as a weekend escape. Competence drips unapologetically from the staff's veins, each donning genuine smiles that almost rival their charm; they're both the wind and the anchor to any successful evening here. Trust them to whisper recommendations while striking that rare equilibrium between attentiveness and respecting diners' solitude. The decision becomes spontaneous yet firm: you've found your Eden, a settled refrain familiar and consistent like a wise old compass pointing adventurously homeward. Try it Tuesday, make it a lifetime vow to weekend mishaps, but beware: it could become the very vertebrae of your social spine — thankfully, with sunsets served generously all around. — Penelope Savory