Wedged into a sea of shopfronts on Kentish Town Road, Belly is part French bistro, part Filipino eatery. It’s a tiny little place, miraculously squeezing in 35 covers, with groups of girls, young families and date nights, all sandwiched together like merry sardines.
We dutifully engage in this game of Tetris, taking a seat up at the counter. A giant mirror is scrawled with today’s wine specials, while cocktails are shaken with vigor in the back bar. All very chic, yes, but some kitsch decorations and relaxed staff are a reminder that Belly doesn’t take itself too seriously.
So, what’s on the menu at a modern Filipino European bistro? A seafood ‘caldereta’ gives the classic Filipino stew a bouillabaisse twist: beef is subbed for seafood and cooked in a delicate fish stock broth. Fondly familiar, fresh and filling, it’s everything you’d hope for from a place called ‘Belly.’ The only minor hiccup is a prawn head aioli, which feels slightly out of place without some fries on the table.
Not totally free from London’s burger shackles, Belly has crafted its own elevated version of a Filet-O-Fish. A thick chunk of tempura cod is fleshy, flaky and confidently crisp. Slathered in salmon roe tartar and topped with a comforting slice of American cheese, it's a must order, even for devoted Big Mac fans.
When fusion works, it really works: a French Filipino Wagyu bistek is greater than the sum of its parts, swimming in soy-spiked beef jus, and garnished with enough black pepper to put hairs on your chest. Equally delicious, Pink Fir potatoes are slashed for maximum crispiness and doused in a deep, umami kombu butter. But the magic trick doesn’t always come off, and when it fails, it’s glaring: a bright purple ube tiramisu is too dense and cakey, for example. Our neighbour’s fish sauce profiterole looked like the right choice.
With no risk, there’s no reward, and Belly stands strong in its quest for innovation. Undeniably vibey, original, and quietly charming, we’re glad this spot exists to keep us on our toes.