Are you a closet Made in Chelsea fan? Does posh totty, male and female, float your boat? Do you like gourmet hot dogs? If you answered yes to any of those questions then by all accounts you need to have your chauffeur step on the gas to Kensington restaurant and bar Dirty Bones, where the young, fashionable and filthy rich are spilling out onto the street, such are their numbers.
But why is Dirty Bones such a hit with the fledgling toffs? It could be the downmarket dive bar name in an upmarket neighbourhood – the thought of slumming without having to catch the tube to Old Street – though despite having “dirty” in the name, there’s nothing remotely down-at-heel about the place. It’s positively swish in here in an architectural salvage kind of way, and the vintage vibe is very expensively done – the venue is on Kensington Church Street, home to 60 antique dealers. A lovely old pinball machine serves as the hostess table, antediluvian Nintendo machines (nailed down to thwart light-fingered urchins and older than most of the patrons) also feature, and the low lighting ranges from cabaret-style rows of bulbs at the bar to an eclectic selection of attractive fittings in the main dining space. The aforementioned hot dogs are a triumph, and as well as being the highlight of the restaurant menu, they are available to take away from the Dirty Bones stand on Friday lunchtimes.
Photography, The Gaztronome
and Kris Piotrowski
