Restaurant review: The Last Tuesday Society’s bizarre venue and unusual yet tasty grub

PUBLISHED: 15:55 26 March 2015 | UPDATED: 17:41 27 March 2015

Dinner is served amid Mr Wynd's freakish, yet intruiging, collection Pic: Anthony Lycett

Dinner is served amid Mr Wynd's freakish, yet intruiging, collection Pic: Anthony Lycett

Anthony Lycett Photography

I’ve eaten in some unusual places over the years – a glass box on top of the Royal Festival Hall, a boat going down the Thames while the cast of Fawlty Towers served us, a Pan Am transatlantic flight-themed restaurant.

Restaurant info

The Last Tuesday Society

11 Mare Street

E8 4RP

Station: Cambridge Heath

T: 020 7998 3617


Burgers: from £8

Cocktails: from £7.50

Children welcome: Yes

Disabled access: Yes, not museum

But dining in a rather ghoulish museum of morbid curiosities is perhaps the strangest.

Located at the south end of Mare Street, I’m told The Last Tuesday Society, and the accompanying Viktor Wynd Museum of Curiosities, is a former taxidermy shop.

And stuffed animals are everywhere: hanging from the walls, flying from the ceiling – there’s even a book of bad taxidermy on the tables.

But that’s not all – exotic creatures lurk pickled in jars of formaldehyde, golden pig snouts are available to buy, and a giant lion sits on its haunches, joining diners at the back table.

And that’s before you delve into the cellar, complete with Pablo Escobar’s gold plated hippo skull, Russell Brand’s body hair and a full human skeleton displayed inside the private dining table.

It’s got all the marks of an over-trendy cocktail bar, but the drinks are very good – as the subtle yet potent blood and sand was quick to attest.

And of course, the food is surreal too – at least when you get past the olive and cured meat starters.

For your mains – a choice of burger or meatballs in a variety of weird meat selections.

On offer during our visit was the ostrich burger, anyone who has eaten the big bird can vouch for the leanness of the meat, and we eschewed the zebra in favour of a more familiar wagyu beef, served with on-point skinny fries, homemade slaw and craft ales.

But the real attraction is the craziness of the venue. After eating we took our drinks down into the mini museum and marvelled at the spectacular array of oddities. It’s the sort of place that screams style over content, but actually the food was down to earth, the drinks were great, and most importantly it’s very hard not to have a good time.

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