Camino Shoreditch

Walk into Camino and you're immediately hit with the smell of meat hitting hot coals—the kind of place that doesn't mess about with fancy plating. The Shoreditch site occupies one of those raw brick EC2 spaces that's all high ceilings and industrial bones, packed with the sort of crowd that actually knows their jamón from their chorizo. You'll find yourself wedged at a communal table with total strangers, sharing plates of Iberico pork whilst someone battles with a cider from the tap. It's the sort of restaurant that works because everyone's too busy eating proper food to care about Instagram angles.