There’s something effortlessly uplifting about a Sunday afternoon in Notting Hill; the light bouncing off the colourful terraced houses, the hum of Portobello Market, and that sense of time slowing down just enough for Monday to still be far away.
On this sunny day, Brasseria Notting Hill, tucked on the corner of Westbourne Grove and Portobello Road, is buzzing with life: clinking glasses, chit chat, and the inviting scent of something wonderful coming from the kitchen.
Inside, the space exudes warmth, elegance and a touch of retro charm. The palette is rich yet relaxed, think deep wood tones, mustard-yellow seating and earthy accents giving it a mid-century glow. Marble-topped tables and curved wooden chairs feel stylish but comfortable, while soft globe lights cast a flattering (and always welcome) golden hue. A striking floral arrangement of pampas grass and bold blooms in a tall silver vase anchors the room, adding drama and colour. Wooden panelling along the walls lends a traditional touch, while a subtle botanical mural near the ceiling brings a playful, contemporary edge. The result is a space that feels both sophisticated and easy-going, in fact exactly what a neighbourhood brasserie should be.
We start with arancini, perfectly crisp and golden, and aubergine parmigiana, layered with silky aubergine, tomato and melting cheese, both as comforting as they are accomplished. For mains, a classic lasagne, rich, slow-cooked and homely, and a beautifully cooked and generously sized sea bass, the skin perfectly crisp, the flesh tender and delicate. A simple side of gratinated cabbage, finely shredded and lightly dressed in parmesan, garlic and chilli, adds freshness and balance to the richness of the dishes.
To finish, the Gianduia chocolate mousse with caramel chocolate ganache and hazelnut is a winner and possibly the dish of the day if my partner’s happy reaction is anything to go by. Velvety, nutty and indulgent, with just the right hint of sweetness. The sort of dessert you savour slowly, hoping it won’t end too soon. Impossible when I insist on sharing it with him, alongside my own delicious coconut sorbet.
Brasseria Notting Hill captures the best of London dining: warmth without pretence, style without stiffness, and food made with genuine heart. The kind of place where Sunday lunch stretches effortlessly into evening, and you don’t mind one bit.
