Bar Tozino

Lassco Ropewalk, Maltby Street , London, SE1 3PA

SquareMeal Review of Bar Tozino

Following the success of their jamón stall on Maltby Street’s market, Tozino’s owners have set up London’s first fully formed ‘jamón bodega’ beneath the neighbourhood’s antiquated railway arches. Hand-carved hams from pedigree sources are the mainstays of the brief daily menu (Teruel, Ibérico de Bellota, Joselito Gran Reserva) but you can also get lomo, chorizo, salchichón and other forms of charcuterie, plus artisan cheeses, olives, almonds, breads and bowls of cocidos (a chickpea-based stew). Drinks are currently limited to one white and one red wine from Rioja, although there are plans to offer sherries and Spanish beers too. Special jamón workshops are in the pipeline, and the venue is also handy for buying provisions. It’s all very rough and ready, but right on the money.

Bar Tozino Location

Lassco Ropewalk, Maltby Street , London SE1 3PA

Opening times

Fri 5-10pm Sat 10am-10pm

Bar Tozino's Reviews


Food & Drink: 9.0


Service: 9.0


Atmosphere: 7.0


Value: 10.0


Food + drink: 4

Service: 4

Atmosphere: 3

Value: 5

Platinum Reviewer
05 October 2015

Maltby Street market is my go-to place when I have time to mooch around on a weekend, the long row of stalls selling every type of food that your heart could desire – I always want to stop and try everything. But, I rarely do, because tucked away under one of the arches is the superb Bar Tozino, I love the basic bar, stools and decor (mostly hams hanging above your head), the staff (all Spanish I think) are friendly and knowledgeable and I simply cannot enthuse about their charcuterie enough – I could eat here every day. We had a plate of their Bellota Joselito Gran Reserva and their mixed charcuterie platter of Lomo, Chorizo and Salchichon, 4 cheeses and pan con tomate. Everything we ate was superb but the chorizo was extraordinary, some of the sweetest, melt in the mouth fat-marbled porky produce that I have ever eaten – I confess that I dreamt about it last night. We guzzled a few glasses of “very old fino” and rioja blanco and then we rolled ourselves home – heaven