Bad Manners

You'll find yourself on Shoreditch High Street, that stretch that's somehow managed to stay proper gritty despite the gentrification creeping in from all angles. Bad Manners sits here unapologetically doing what it does best: no-nonsense Mexican food that doesn't feel like it's trying too hard. Walk in and you're hit with that buzzy energy — locals propping up the bar, groups clustered around tables, everyone actually talking to each other rather than photographing their plates. The vibe is all casual confidence; they're not here to impress you with molecular gastronomy or Instagram aesthetics. It's the kind of spot where you go because the food's genuinely brilliant and the drinks programme knows what it's doing.