MEATliquor

£13 - £39 / American, New American, Fast food, Vegetarian options

15 Hoxton Market, London

Awards

Excellent Coated Chicken 2024

Opening hours

12PM-10PM

Sunday 12PM-9:30PM
Monday 12PM-10PM
Tuesday 12PM-10PM
Wednesday 12PM-10PM
Thursday 12PM-11PM
Friday 12PM-12AM
Saturday 12PM-12AM

Burgers, Atmosphere, and Service Unmatched!

Nestled in the heart of bustling London, my recent visit to this whimsical burger joint was like being dropped into a kaleidoscope of quirky decor and hearty aromas. This spot—they're doing something right by bringing back spirited reverence to the burger, a classic often mistreated elsewhere. The eclectic decoration caught my eye first, much like stepping into an intimate dive bursting with personality—not unlike a Wes Anderson movie scene, but curated for culinary connoisseurs. It is the antidote to banal dining setups, accommodating with an inviting hug rather than an indifferent shrug. And yes, while our entire meal arriving on a singular massive tray might remind some of a familial potluck—which invites brotherly elbow jabs over shared excitement—it gives pause on how such impressive aesthetics can render the physical logistics a bit snug. Nonetheless, it’s a minute price to pay when trading space for spectacle.

As for the menu, the lineup of creative burgers didn’t merely satisfy, it truly delighted from one meat lover's haven to the promising and thoughtful veggie-centric alternatives. It was all effortlessly backed by a staff that seemed genuinely happy to preside over our jovial bunker filled with aromas infused with sizzling satisfaction. Emily and Richard, jaunty heralds of good service, deserve their recurring shout-outs here—seldom do servers provide as much ambience to a meal as does the food itself. The dishes themselves also sang praises with every bite: think guilty pleasure indulged with gourmet flair. Locals and afar flock for these wood-smoked indulgences hugged by perfectly toasted buns. It's where the music syncs in tandem with the experience—admittedly sometimes loud enough to border empathetically resembling a rock concert version of white noise—but not enough to deter anyone seeking solid burgers paired with hipster hi-jinks. The only regret leaving this vibrant haunt is the desire that all metropolitan burger bars might elevate—even channel—a pound of their penchant for personality to still beat vibrantly within the “pop” universe of fun yet formidable dining. — Clarissa Cuisinier