The appropriation of an icon is pretty blatant at this popular east London lounge bar-cum-club, with name and inspiration coming from king of cool, Steve McQueen. They're admirably quick to admit it too, so expect an homage, with plenty of pictures of the man on set peppering the walls.
Many head down for the regular funky house nights that take place in the club downstairs, with nights usually kicked off with drinks in the more chilled-out bar – expect a long list of cocktails as well as high-end spirits served at the table. Beers include Sagres, Kronenbourg, Moretti and Sol.
There's a restaurant too, with a menu taking influence from across the globe. Expect, then, ceviche, lime and chilli squid and burrata with tomato, gherkins, micro watercress and anchovy oil alongside USDA steaks, fish and chips and duck breast served with truffle mash, sautéed spinach and salsify.
The divine, seasonal a la carte menu, infamous McQueen burgers and Saturday afternoon bottomless brunches are oozing with carefree sophistication.
Incorporating an award-winning lounge bar, a state-of-the-art club boasting the classiest parties in the capital and a multi award-winning restaurant, McQueen adds the ultimate attraction to its belt: McQueen Outdoor.
Serving a selection of beautifully created signature cocktails, a bespoke Champagne bar and fabulous pop up restaurants, McQueen Outdoor offers the finest al fresco experience in the capital.
55-61 Tabernacle Street
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I'd eaten here in 2012 and had a great time. But since then the service, quality and clientele has fallen considerably. At the risk of sounding like a snob, the bar/restaurant now seem to be frequented by middle-aged soccer moms and dads that have ventured in from Essex in a bid to recapture their youth at the edge of Shoreditch. The service was the worst! Ordered steaks and received no proper knives. The waiter, a poorly-trained small Italian man seemed more consumed with my date's breasts than the details of our service, even accidentally tacking on an extra £9 at the end, being too distracted by her low-cut blouse. Won't be returning, as too dissapointing to pay such high prices for spotty service, sub-par steaks and a perving waiter.