The phrase ‘Soho grind’ might bring to mind more than just coffee, but there’s nothing unsavoury about this spot on Beak Street. Once you’re inside the second branch of popular coffee shop Shoreditch Grind, it’s all cheery smiles and Radio 2.
Their ‘long black’ (like an Americano, but stronger) was smooth and without any hint of bitterness. Armed with two La Marzocco espresso machines (to beat the lunchtime rush), they’re confidently muscling in on the Soho coffee scene, mostly thanks to a creamy, balanced house blend of beans from Chiapas, southern Mexico, and Sierra de las Minas in Guatemala’s Eastern Highlands.
The side of saucer-sized pastries is a welcome treat, but if you’re after something a little bigger go for their Portuguese custard tarts – these pastéis de nata even have an option with raspberries embedded in them.
There’s a small selection of other food: a salad of artichoke, chickpea, mozzarella, and red chard; decent, but small, chicken and avocado sandwiches. Soho Grind has a drinks licence in the basement bar too, giving this spot an extra shot of New York cool.
One staff member wasn’t too happy though: ‘This song… again!? I’m OVER IT’. After its second play, we agreed. Thankfully, the 12-option coffee menu and rustic grub beckoning from the dark wood countertop was pleasing enough to put up with the double dose of Coldplay.
|Venue name:||Soho Grind||Contact:|
19 Beak St
|Opening hours:||7am-8pm Mon-Fri; 9am-8pm Sat, Sun.|
|Transport:||Tube: Piccadilly Circus|
|Price:||Meal for two with coffee: around £20.|
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Very average...actually below average if I am being honest. Mediocre coffee. Very poor quality accompaniments. Yes its very loud, and decor is not bad....much better coffee shops and cafes in general in and around the area. Plus staff can be pretty miserable - depends what mood you catch them in. Last time I was in, it was a Saturday night - it was empty, music was unbearably loud, cakes were stale, but most annoyingly the staff (3 girls working there at the time) were pretty miserable, especially the shortest of the 3 - being served by her alone, was enough to completely put me off the place.
I love this little soho coffee shop. The claim above the door of Sex, Coffee and Rock & Roll delivers at least on the coffee and music front. Its all a bit 60's hippy but with a great Mocca and the Beatles belting out on my last visit , it remains my hideaway of choice just a couple of minutes walk from the bustle of Piccadilly Circus.
Cold, wandering around the streets of London, I was attracted by the warm glow emanating from the Soho Grind. A hot drink, just what I need on a freezing mid January winter day.
What better drink to warm you up than a hot chocolate? A large one costing £3.10. Check out Soho Grind’s menu for more.
The hot chocolate was less creamy than I’m used to, but I actually prefer it that way. I wasn’t thinking, ‘I’m going to have to work this off later’.
As it was less creamy, there was a much more intense chocolate taste, like a 100% chocolate bar in liquid form. Perfect for anyone who enjoys an indulgent chocolatey hit. I’m definitely in this camp.
The Soho Grind isn’t your typical coffee shop. It’s not really a place to enjoy a book in quiet surroundings. I was trying not to throw shapes to ‘Get Up (I Feel Like Being a) Sex Machine’ by James Brown. But it is a place to catch up with someone without feeling the need to lower your voice or feel like people are eavesdropping.
Oh, the warm glow that attracted me in the first place? They have their own Soho-esque neon signs, one which suggests ‘French lessons given downstairs’. I didn’t venture that far to see if this was a true statement. Maybe next time; just the hot chocolate ma’am. Yes, I maybe watching Die Hard writing this.
Conveniently located near Regent Street on Beak Street, it’s the perfect place to recharge and have a coffee before shopping some more!
Soho Grind also offers breakfast, lunch and dessert with wonderful looking sandwiches and cakes, a speakeasy cocktail bar in the basement (that solves the mystery of the French lessons then!) and apparently make a mean espresso martini for those moments when a coffee just won’t do.