Le Beaujolais – Wine Down & People Watch
Being turned away from The Ivy was embarrassing; I felt heartbroken, like a teenager who’s object of desire remained unrequited. I lamented that I’d ironed a shirt and cleaned my ears for no reason. However, all was not lost as I stumbled across the charming Le Beaujolais practically next-door.
Le Beaujolais looks French, it feels French, and it tastes French, and it even sounds French. But there is something distinctively alien to any truly authentic French wine bar which I couldn’t immediately put my finger on. Then it hit me. The staff were welcoming, helpful and cheerful. Obviously, this kind of attitude wouldn’t survive in Paris, but their loss is our gain. I later discovered that Le Beaujolais is London’s oldest French wine bar, with downstairs reserved as an intriguing member’s only club.
Do you remember Tie Rack; those cubicles offering a plethora of patterned neckwear, for sales reps who’d spilt their latte on the Virgin Pendolino? This is what Le Beaujolais is, with the addition of an excellent cheese and wine selection. I have no idea why hundreds of ties dangle from the ceiling like polyester stalactites, but it was all rather fun.
Nestled in the heart of theatreland, sitting outside Le Beaujolais with a bottle of something provides a perfect people watching spot. A high-quality meat filled baguette was sneaked into proceedings, served with an unusually violent harissa. My only gripe was the stingy sized wine glasses – they didn’t do justice to the high-quality wine served.
Le Beaujolais Review Summary
Atmosphere 9/10 Cost 6/10 Quality 8/10 Service 8/10