If you expect the whacky, weird and magical from a Madame Zingara franchise, you won’t be disappointed after a visit to Bombay Bicycle Club. The dimly lit restaurant, crammed from head to toe in paraphernalia – from ceramics, golden picture frames, gilded mirrors, dusty books and collectibles, right to a flying tiger and a floating bed (YOLO!) it’s a feast for the senses from start to finish.
Housed at the top of Kloof Street in Gardens, it’s a parade of the eccentric. Walk the red carpet through the curtained doorway, before being escorted to your seat by the friendly (and equally eccentric) staff. Booking is recommended, and mandatory for weekends – everyone wants a taste of The Bombay. It’s Cape Town’s wonderfully wacky bohemian love den and you’re encouraged – with a complimentary shot of tequila – to let your hair down and relax in the eclectic ensemble.
The menu is a compendium of well-loved favourites, accompanied by seasonal specials to keep things fresh and interesting. We kicked things off with a cocktail and glass of red wine at the bar, before succumbing to the temptation that is cheeeeese from the baked camembert after finding our seats. This oozing, cheesy goodness was followed by the irresistibly tempting beef carpaccio; light, fresh and a great balance if you suffer from the fate of being ‘not so hungry’.
Bombay Bicycle Club is unlike any restaurant you’ve experienced before, and it’s a sensory overload that makes dining between its walls festive, romantic and comedic all at once. Never was the saying more apt: never a dull moment.
PS. Don’t forget the 2 for 1 drinks between 4–6 pm daily, and happy hour from 10 pm on select items.
Photography Bernard Myburgh Words Lisa Wallace