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Pitt Cue – CLOSED

Restaurants, Barbecue Liverpool Street
4 out of 5 stars
(5user reviews)
Pitt Cue Co, Moorgate, 2016 (© Paul Winch-Furness)
© Paul Winch-Furness
Pitt Cue Co, Moorgate, 2016 (© Paul Winch-Furness)
© Paul Winch-Furness
Pitt Cue Co, Moorgate, 2016 (© Paul Winch-Furness)
© Paul Winch-Furness
Pitt Cue Co, Moorgate, 2016 (© Paul Winch-Furness)
© Paul Winch-Furness

Time Out says

Please note, Pitt Cue has now closed. Time Out Food editors, July 2019.

The most memorable things about Pitt Cue’s first restaurant on Newman street (which they opened after the success of their van under Hungerford Bridge) were the insanely long queues and crazily good pulled pork. Now they’ve closed the Soho site, ditched the street food and opened a shiny restaurant in the shadow of the Gherkin where you can – gasp – actually book.

Gone are the metal trays piled with meat and washed down with pickleback shots. Say hello to white china, napkins, a long wine list and cuts of beautiful meat. This is a completely new animal – let’s call it Pitt Cue Premium. That’s not to say it’s bad, it most certainly isn’t. It’s just very different.

The food continues to be impressive, and still a heart attack waiting to happen. Melt-in-the-mouth short rib beef came with dangerously delicious bone marrow soaked bread. Bone marrow mash as divine as ever, while carrot salad with cow curd provided a welcome change of texture.

What’s missing is the intimate atmosphere and casual vibe of the previous incarnation. Instead, this is a more corporate set up, the hipster crowd replaced by boozing city boys. It feels like Pitt Cue has grown up, but lost its soul along the way.


Address: 1 Devonshire Sq
Transport: Tube: Liverpool St
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I was so sad when the original Pitt Cue closed down. It broke my heart-- even though I silently cursed it every time I had to queue outside. It's reopen again, but now with their restaurant in Devonshire Square, you pretty much never have to worry about queuing again. However, it does not have that same homey feel. You know what? That's fine, I am not here for that. I wan't meat. Pure and simple. And Pitt Cue does not disappoint.  Delicious. Definitely make your way here and give it a try. The marrow toast is mandatory. 

the whole point of Pitt Cue was always, and still is, the food. I went to the Soho one many times, i found the queues interminable, the room brutally uncomfortable - but i didn't care when the food was as remarkable as it was...i lived in the deep south of the USA for several years and i believe that the quality ( though not the portion sizes or value for money) of the Pitt Cue offering would put them in the top half dozen places I ate BBQ at out there. There is not another place in London, let alone England, that does what Pitt Cue does, so well. Every time we ate at the Soho restaurant, we would eat something that we insisted was the best we'd ever had, of its type.

The city restaurant is a nightmare to find and the acoustics are atrocious. We waited 90 minutes to be served food, which is obviously absurd but it's kind of in keeping with the Soho vibe - which was that you had to wait, albeit in a queue rather than sitting at a table.

With that proviso, I'm happy to report that the food is still incredible. We had the best pork rump any of us had ever eaten, I mean there were grown men making animal noises unselfconsciously, as they chomped down. We could moan about how quickly the specials seem to run out but Pitt Cue was never about the refined restaurant experience, it was, and still is, all about some of the most sensational food you will ever eat and I said that as someone who has eaten everywhere in London, from Gordon Ramsay at Royal Hospital Road, via Chez Bruce, to St Johns. It's right up there.


I had one glorious trip to the old Pittcue and loved it, so was v excited to visit the new one. First thing - it's pretty hard to find. Devonshire Sq is a maze with poor signage. The restaurant itself has a lovely vibe  and in space, light and airiness is the polar opposite of the old location.

I consider myself a foodie and love trying new things, but I think it is the very definition of pretentiousness when every single thing on the menu needs to be explained. The menu takes a minimalist approach to telling you what the food is. The waitress was very obliging in explaining the dishes - but may want to rethink the continuous 'don't worry about the thick layer of fat'  'its not greasy'. Anyway 6 of us ate, with several bottles of wine and dessert, we all enjoyed our food but none of us was blown away. The bill came in at around £60 each.

Overall I didn't like it as much as the original and am not sure I'd bother to return.


I always had difficulty getting a table at Pitt Cue Soho, the single time I managed to eat there was because I queued outside ten minutes before it opened its doors! When we got inside, I was so excited to finally try their food, but alas the one dish that I wanted to try - beef ribs - were not on the menu that day, sod's law! Fast-forward a year or two, Pitt Cue opened at it's new location in Devonshire Square and we walked in on a Mon evening at 7pm and were seated on the bar tables! What luck! Looking at the menu, there were short ribs (beef ribs), second bout of luck! It was turning out to be a lucky night for me. We tried the caramel chicken (very tender with a sweet & soury marinade), the short rib (off the bone, so tender you could flake it apart) and the jowl (pig's neck, essentially - it was lovely and fatty, but quite salty, the apple sauce was a great balance for the saltiness). The atmosphere of this venue was, a great place to catch up with friends, the music was a nostalgic mix of 00's chart/r'n'b, and the staff are ever-so-friendly (Hi Jo!!). My only disappointment? They don't serve a virgin mary (& probably not a bloody mary either), which is my go-to drink with beef since I don't drink red wine. Nevertheless, we had an enjoyable evening!

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After visits to the small, rough-around-the-edges Soho rib joint, I was not expecting a sleek, hipster chic restaurant with a menu to rival Hawksmoor. The new Moorgate venue looks more like an XL cocktail bar than a baller restaurant but that all adds to the relaxed atmosphere. Speaking of cocktails, their selection isn't the most varied in the world but they are delicious. The Soulless Sour has plagued my memories for days and I'm often tempted to jump off the tube at Liverpool Street while on my way home to grab one. But the cocktails can't even come close to the food.

There were six of us dining and to make sure we didn't miss out on anything, we ordered practically every dish off the menu and shared it family style. As I'm not one for offal, I skipped the lamb's heart and blood cake but the grilled chicory and salad cream was a delightful surprise with a rich, smokey flavour and a light salad cream. The bread and dripping was also really quite something - with sauteed mushrooms on the top, the crusty loaf had a very mild yeast extract flavour making it taste like an upscale marmite on toast. However, the star of the starters were the potato cakes which made me ashamed of all the others chips I had ever eaten in my life. Made with thin slices of potatoes that have been pressed into a slab, cut into strips and fried, they were light, crispy and I was quite angry I had to share them. Though expensive at £3.50 for a bowl of about six chips, I have no regrets and would have ordered more.

The mains were a little more hit and miss for me. The short rib was tender and well cooked but lacked a punch. The chop was slightly under seasoned and the fat was under cooked leaving it hard and quite off-putting. On the other side of the coin, the lamb neck special was quite something. I'm not usually a fan of lamb but the joint that was served on the bone was flaky, moist and moreish. The only criticism we had was that the outer, crispy layer was too salty for some but the interior meat was juicy and subtle. The aged featherblade was tender and a fine steak. But the star of the show was the cured and smoked jowl. I've never had pig's jowl before and now I want to eat it every single day. This particular dish had a light, naturally formed crust that provided not only texture but seasoning. The underside of the joint had a thick sauce that was almost like a savory jam made from the rendered fat of the jowl. And the flesh was spectacular. It was melt in the mouth, juicy and flavourful - even the fat was delicious and I'm not usually a fan of fat and choose not to eat it but this was truly unmissable. 

We had an extremely expensive evening working out at £75 per head, though that did include a £250 bar tab between the six of us. If you went out for a more civilised evening, I would think dinner would come to around £30 per person.

My only reservations about going back is due to the daily changing menu because I will be ridiculously disappointed if I couldn't get my hands on that jowl and those potatoes. If I could guarantee that and a Soulless Sour, I'd be there every day... you know, if I had that kind of money.

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