Jerusalam Tavern

Rumours spread quickly through a city as diverse as London and when one knows that the Jerusalam is as soon as everyone said it was, that was when I went. Above ground the Jerusalam is simply a lonely looking staircase downward into a basement, guarded by a bouncer. Once inside the noise hits you like a wall. The place is completely rammed with cheery folk shouting, laughing, talking and rubbing shoulders in a venue which has been taken back in time with Inca-fashioned doors and walls, heavy heavy log wooden tables, lit by candles in a gruff barbarian fashion. The service at the bar is fast but heavily set with people desperate for a drink and a whole manner of drinks are available - chalked up on the back of the bar including cocktails and ales.

Overall it is recommended to reserve a table in this place and come early, it packs quickly with those eager to attend the Roxy over the road later on and is a very popular hangout with a whole manner of people, definitely one to poke your head inside if you are lost on Oxford street for a place to go - 6/10