SquareMeal Review of
The Shoreditch Butchery
Sister bar to XOYO nightclub, the Butchery’s trashy low-lit interior suggests a Hell’s Angels hangout in Chicago’s roughest neighbourhood – or the set for some surreal sleazy scene as imagined by
David Lynch. Either way, it’s atmospheric in a bad-ass way, right down to the drinks: badman juice is a pineapple slug that packs five types of rum and absinthe, while pillion-rider chicks might
stick to ‘something girly’ such as a vodka and passion fruit Aperol spritz. Otherwise, choose from a fistful of wines or Brooklyn Beer and Shoreditch Blonde on tap. The young, style-mag crowd is
peppered with famous faces – so playing ‘spot the band member’ is almost as much fun as the Butchery's (mental) Monday bingo nights. Dogs and sliders (what else?) are the things to eat, and the DJ
mix covers anything from grunge to Berlin electro beats.