I took my bowl to a little window seat, watching London’s chaos blur past. One bite, and I actually let out a little gasp. The smoky chipotle dressing danced with the avocado like they were old pals at a salsa club.
The Brussels sprouts were roasted to perfection—crispy on the outside, soft inside, and not bitter at all. I’m not kidding, I almost wrote a thank-you note to the chef. “Dear Salad Project, you’ve cured my lunchtime blues. Signed, a very hungry human.”
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And the price? Under a tenner. In central London. That’s rarer than a quiet Tube carriage.
What About the Sides? (Spoiler: They Rock)
They also do these killer flatbreads on the side, warm and fluffy with a hint of za’atar. I got one dipped in a mint-yoghurt sauce that was so fresh it could’ve made a blender jealous.
There’s also a “Green Goddess” soup that changes daily. My mate tried the broccoli and coconut version and said it was like drinking a cloud. A tasty, delicious cloud, obviously.
And if you’re feeling fancy, grab a kombucha or a cold-pressed juice. The “Turmeric Tango” tastes like a party in your mouth—but a polite party that won’t keep your neighbours awake.
