Sometimes you’re invited to a party and you immediately think, no. A big fat N-O. Maybe it’s the location. “The bus took me on diversion there once. Very bleak”. Maybe it’s the people that will probably be there. “Last time I was with that lot someone lost a tooth. It’s never been found”. Whatever the reason, on paper it reads one thing to you: Not. For. Me.
On paper, Brigadiers could also read like this. It’s an Indian barbecue restaurant based in the City. There’s a whisky vending machine, a pool room, and around ten televisions for live sport. It sounds suspiciously like the worst kind of City-boy hell. The kind of place where half-cut men walk around with mango chutney all over their baby blue T.M Lewin shirts calling every member of staff ‘mate’. You’d be forgiven for having this kind of vision, but it’s wrong. Because Brigadiers is a party place for everyone.
This a restaurant that deals in options. Looking to have a drink, and a snack or two? Grab a seat at the bar, order a drink, and get some butter chicken wings. Oh, and some chicken skins as well. These are the bar snacks of your dreams. So good that you’ll probably be tempted to order a full meal. Which is fine because the seats at the bar are like rotating thrones, so you’ll be more than comfortable enough to settle in for a while. Alternatively you might want to play pool surrounded by oil portraits of Thierry Henry and other footballing greats. It’s the sort of atmosphere that’s perfect for a lobster kati roll, wouldn’t you say? To be honest it’s tasty enough to suit any situation.
Or, bizarrely, you may just be looking for a sit down and eat situation. The old table and chairs, we’ll have this, this, and this please. Brigadiers suits that as well. The booths (along with everything else) have been meticulously designed. Every room in this maze of a restaurant is full of red leather, polished mahogany and gold detail. You’ll be having so much fun you simply will not want to leave. Especially after eating the best tandoori lamb chops in London - yep we said it - and easily getting through a beef shin and bone marrow biriyani. From there you’ll move from the dining room into the bar. The bar to the pool room. Or whichever way round you like.
At the end of the day, or night, Brigadiers isn’t just a restaurant. It’s a place where you’ll drink martinis on tap, get through a four-pint growler of beer, and lick the butter chicken bowl clean, because that sauce can’t go to waste. This is our kind of party.
These are very nice canapés, and the perfect way to start things off.
These samosas have nothing to do with the chilli endurance that’s sometimes synonymous with vindaloo. They’re just very tasty,
If the metal bowl these come in isn’t shining by the time it leaves your table, then you’re doing it wrong.
There’s something about a really small fried egg that makes you think ‘ah’. But not the kind of ah that prevents you from eating it.
Do not go gentle into this good green sauce. This wrap should be dipped, dipped and dipped again, because it’s perfect with the fish.
A great hunk of juicy meat on the bone. An excellent thing to share between two.
The. Best. Chops. In. London.
Not quite as earth shattering as the lamb chops, but still seriously tasty.
A decent vegetarian option. The menu isn’t the best if you’re not into meat though.
This should come with a warning. Will Not Stop Eating. If it’s there, and you’re full, you’ll still go for it.
It’s a generic sweet thing, served in trendy soft style form. You’re better off getting another starter.