Until recently I had barely ever travelled south of the river in London. Soho was just about as adventorous as it got when I visited the capital, but now with friends planting their feet and considerable wardrobes all over the city, I’ve got more of an excuse to venture to new ground. My first stop on this new journey was the last on the Victoria line: Brixton.
Brixton is a bit of a mish mash of everything. Semi-recently adopted by young professionals and hipsters, the area has gone through an Instagram worthy regeneration. The best part of this make over is without a doubt the famous Brixton Village where you can feast on food that has Londoners making the pilgrimage over the river.
While I was only staying for one night in the capitol, I managed to make two trips to the Village for dinner and brunch, so here it goes…
After finding out some very exciting news there was cause to celebrate, so Natasha, Cris, Jess and I headed over to the market where we settled to eating some Asian fare at Happy Dumpling. Confused and a little bit tired, we all ended up over-ordering, a blessing in disguise which just meant loosening our belts and diving in to plates overflowing with noodles, deep fried prawns, spinach in a garlic sauce and prawn toast.
My two favourites? The prawn lucky bags which I ordered packed a punch in the spice department while the spinach in garlic sauce would give anyone a Popeye moment.
After heading back to their flat and falling asleep watching re-runs of the Rachel Zoe Project in bed with Jess, we awoke the next morning, craving eggs.
We headed to Wild Caper, a deli I’d read about on The Londoner’s blog and one which boasted about its short but sweet brunch menu next to the free bread and oil samples (I ate three #sorrynotsorry).
While the eggs were perhaps left to poach for a smidgen too long, these eggs was egg-actly what we needed. PUNNY.
If I learnt anything in New York, it was that brunch cannot be done properly without a Bloody Mary by ones side! As a relative newbie to the Bloody Mary game, I can’t comment too much so I’ll just let you guys tell me whether WIld Caper do it right!
Rob and Margaret, this one is for you!
With bellies full, we wandered around the market picking up presents for our newly engaged friends, Sarah and Nick (!!!!) and window shopping where I saw these rather strapping lads larking around…
I do love a Panda in a monk strap…
After tearing ourselves away from our prospective (panda) princes, we headed into a shop where the most remarkable thing happened. You see, I have an incredible knack for scaring kids. I don’t know why, but they just don’t seem to like me. I’ll wave, smile and make funny faces in an endeavour to make friends, but my eager attempts are usually met with disdain and sometimes even hysterical tears. So when a little girl started chatting away excitedly to both Jess and I in one of the shops, we ended up staying for a half hour and playing make believe…it all got a little weird, so I’ll just leave you with this image of Jess and I engaging in a cowboy inspired photoshoot…
Wheres your favourite place to go in Brixton Village?