Riding House Cafe

In the heart of London's picturesque and trendy Fitzrovia neighbourhood along Great Titchfield Street (just a short walk from Oxford Circus tube station) lies The Riding House Café. We'd heard nothing but praise for this modern all-day brasserie and decided it was finally our turn to give this place a taste.

As soon as we stepped through the door we could see the praise was just. At once shabby warehouse chic and modern minimalism dominates the room, with open brick accents, comfy seating and a stylish bar seating area. We got there what we thought was early for brunch (11:30… although perhaps in all fairness this is just early for lunch) and the place's reputation preceded it: we were greeted by two lovely, friendly hostesses who chatted away to us while we waited for our table. A mere 10 minutes later we were taken to the bar, gratefully with our tummies rumbling, eager to try the delicious smelling fare (which, by the way, you can see the chefs creating in the open-style kitchen - a double-edged sword as it keeps you on tenterhooks waiting for your food!) 

While we anxiously awaited our food, we ordered a drink - B's classic PBJ smoothie went down a treat, although it was on the heavier side, and my cocktail was pure heaven. We had previously discovered the magic of the gin garden, and upon telling the bartender this he recommended the Twist My Word: a heavenly mix of gin, aperol, elderflower liquor and lime, that was both fragrant and refreshing, and the perfect amount of sweet. 

The food arrived promptly - we ordered ourselves a feast consisting of the Eggs Benny, the Eggs Royale, and the Chorizo Hash Brown. Our eyes (and noses) were definitely bigger than our bellies though, as the Hash Brown (although delicious) could have been a meal in its own right, topped as it was with a poached egg, fresh spinach and a grilled mushroom. The star of the show were the Bennies, dressed in a beautiful Hollandaise which was neither too rich or cloying but packed with creamy flavour. My smoked salmon, and the perfectly crispy bacon on B's were both unreal combos, and the fresh chives were the perfect finishing touch. Having wolfed down what was truly an incredible breakfast, and stuffed ourselves to the brim, we rolled out into the gorgeous afternoon sunshine to wander the streets of Soho. RHC is the perfect brunch spot, reasonably priced, aesthetically lovely and full of friendly staff eager to help, serving up delicious, wholesome breakfast to soothe the soul (and our hangovers!). 


43-51 Great Titchfield St, London W1W 7PQ