If you are someone who is indecisive in regards to food, please be warned: the infinite choice at the Evening Standard’s Night Market might give you hypertension.
Upon entry into the night market, which has been set up in the picturesque Kensington Palace Gardens, you’ll experience a pleasant sensory pummeling. There are brightly coloured signs directing you to different vendors’ food stalls, and detailing the offerings of their menus. There are inviting fragrances being emitted from every direction as a result of the diverse range of meals being cooked and served around you. The constant sound of the sizzling associated with the preparation of food is ever present, just about audible under the blaring music. All of the above will work in conjunction to arouse your hunger. Before you know it, you’ll be ravenous.
Good luck choosing a meal. You might go for something different like an Octopus Curry from Vinn Goute. You may try an Indian roti wrap with beef, rice and a generous serving of vegetables from Naughty Roti, or something more ordinary though nevertheless glorious, like a burger from the much beloved Patty & Bun. Writing of burgers, you might be enthused by the prospect of a buttermilk fried chicken burger, purchasable from Other Side Fried, or you might rise to the challenge of eating an authentic Italian pizza from L’ombrello in transit. Thankfully, there is a marquee under which there is abundant seating available if you find this too cumbersome. The options are nearly endless. Perhaps due to the alcohol that is available at a huge bar, you’ll witness a collective loss of inhibition as everyone shamelessly tucks into their meals, dining etiquette the last thing on their minds. Casting your mind towards dessert, which of course no meal is complete without – perhaps you will want satisfy your sweet tooth with a triple chocolate Bad Brownie, or will opt for a taste of Spain by stopping off at Los Churros Amigos.
As for the ambience, and the other things to do inside the night market other than scoff one’s face – you might end up watching an open air movie as brought to you by Westfield, if the weather permits. Hope that there’s no rain, but do well to carry a brolly just in case – you know what the English weather is like! You’ll definitely catch yourself more than once subconsciously vibing along as DJs like Shepdog and Norman Jay (MBE) spin classics from Specials’ Message to You Rudy to Mark Morrison’s legendary Return of the Mack, and you’ll likely stop for longer than intended in intrigue when you see an extremely talented lady keeping four hula-hoops in simultaneous rotation with different parts of her body.