
Shoreditch and Upper St Martin’s Lane, you are next(!) to compare and do breakfast at. With tickets booked for an 8pm show near King’s Cross, it seemed like the. ratings, photos, prices, expert advice, traveler reviews and tips, and more information from Condé Nast Traveler. Dishoom is somewhere I had wanted to visit for a while, largely down to the significant hype that seemed to surround it in the foodie social media sphere. I would book in advance to avoid the customary long queues for when they are not accepting bookings (check their website for details) or, if you are on your own, you should be able to get a seat at the counter quite easily. Find Dishoom (Kings Cross), London, England, U.K. The 9,000 sq ft space on Stable Street, by Granary Square, will be its largest to date. The latest addition to the exciting food offering at King’s Cross will arrive this autumn: the third permanent venture from the team behind Dishoom, the Bombay cafés in Shoreditch and Covent Garden. The latter had a fair kick, so be slightly prepared if you are sensitive to spice but it is absolutely worth the beads of sweat.Īll in all, this is hard not to like – delicious and ‘easy on the palate’ Indian dishes in a comfortable and swanky environment, all served with genuinely warm hospitality. Team behind Dishoom find a new home in King’s Cross. The chicken thigh meat simply fell apart when getting in to it as it was so tender and the signature black house dahl that takes 24 hours of constant cooking at a low heat (producing a gorgeous, creamy flavour) was very good I have to say and was the perfect accompaniment to dip the naan bread (with a melted cheese centre) in to. It wasn’t luxury, but all who spent a moment there were glad of it.I was like a kid in a sweet shop getting to the bottom of the calamari bowl where the juices of the Dishoom drizzle gathered – I will happily put a marker here in that this drizzle is worth a visit to Dishoom on its own. Dishoom, 5 Stable Street, London, N1C 4AB. We certainly left with happy tummies and the tastes of the dishes thoroughly enjoyed. It provided us with delicious food, great service and staff in a lively restaurant. The Irani introduced additional items here and there: a rickety table, some chairs, a shelf displaying plump fresh pau, a wooden bench to sit on. Dishoom is a wonderful addition to Kings Cross. The news spread, passed on from worker to worker, supervisor to babu, and the little stall flourished. The very next morning, he began selling his Irani chai and a few baked goods from an impromptu stall in a corner of the godown. That day, watching the men at work, he felt a keen sense of opportunity. He had come to Bombay with almost nothing, and he was always seeking an opportunity to strengthen his toehold there. The Irani was of an astute business mind. Dishoom pays homage to the Irani cafés and the food of all Bombay. Bombay was more welcoming, more cosmopolitan, for their existence. These cafés broke down barriers by bringing people together over food and drink. Goods of every conceivable sort ebbed and flowed through the station, a veritable artery linking the Indian subcontinent to the Western world via the port of Bombay. Their faded elegance welcomed all: courting couples, sweaty taxi-wallas, students, artists and lawyers. Quickly, he found himself in a vast shed filled with the hubbub of a thousand industries: freight trains pulling in with a squeal, wagons being loaded and unloaded, men and machines labouring with their cargo. It’s a bit pricy, but shaved ice aside the food was high quality, and it is different enough to be interesting. He wandered amongst the station crowds and then down a side track, off the main terminus. Interior, Dishoom, Kings Cross Overall, Dishoom is one of the best places I have eaten recently, and definitely one of the best in the Kings Cross redeveloped area. Growing hot and bored, the Irani decided to stretch his legs. Tap up these brilliant bars serving cocktails, wine, craft beer and more in cool and occasionally quirky surroundings. ONE JANUARY MORNING in 1928, a young Irani – not long arrived in Bombay – was waiting to collect a parcel at Victoria Terminus. Looking for places to drink in King’s Cross.
