Revolution

The pseudo-industrial style that informs a thousand gourmet burger bars may look dated, but the appeal of this northern chain’s Soho outpost shows no sign of waning. Vodka – Polska, Krupnik, Stoli, Grey Goose & Ivan the Terrible (yes, really) – is downed in the Russian manner (without touching the sides), or forms a base to Moscow mule, woo woo & bisongrass mojito. Such exotica as club tropicana, Absolut chambulls (vodka, sparkling perry & Red Bull) & rather-you-than-me shots called milky bar, jelly baby & birthday cake, hint at a clientele more interested in getting messy in Magaluf than in cultural tours of Minsk or Murmansk. Revolution’s inexpensive food doesn’t exactly reflect the vodka-producing nations’ cuisine: expect the likes of giardiniera pizza, Moroccan bean burger & duck wrap with hoisin sauce