You guys know how I feel about food, especially food made well. On a random weekday evening, my food loving friend and I ventured into this cave in the wall to see if we could undo the trials and tribulations of the day.
The Smoking Goat is located on London's iconic Denmark Street, renowned for being a key part of the British pop music scene. The restaurant describes their food as Thai BBQ. YUM.
You wouldn't know it was there when it's closed as there isn't a sign but it's number 9 and it's definitely there after their midday opening time. It's a cosy establishment, so small they don't take bookings of less than 6 for dinnerbut they do operate a civilised queue so put your name down, grab a drink nearby and wait for a phone call when it's your turn to be seated.
The plates aren't particularly attractive/cheffy to look at but the flavours are OUT OF THIS WORLD - s They're renowned for their specialist rubs and their barbecue prowess allowing meat to melt right off the bone and into your face hole.
I tried to photograph as much of what we ordered as possible but kept forgetting in my hurry to chow down. Managed to capture the wings and the wings, pork belly, and the shortrib. The rest was gone in the blink of an eye as we worked our way through their ever changing menu.
This place is a gem, the staff are lovely, the vibe is super chilled and the food never disappoints. Get yourselves down there folks!