Lovers of fresh homemade comfort food served up in a cozy neighborhood restaurant that feels like home will adore The Primrose Hill Eatery in north London. Filled with regulars who can't live without the restaurant's stone-baked pizzas, cappuccinos and French-style crêpes, The Primrose Hill Eatery maintains a welcoming, unpretentious vibe right in the heart of one of the capital's posh postcodes. Nestled between Belsize Park and St John's Wood, this restaurant is a hidden gem that offers out-of-towners an authentic London experience. Popular with lively locals, the family-friendly menu includes everything from steak-burgers and English breakfasts to deli-style sandwiches and gelato. The free Wi-Fi, lush coffee and easy parking also make The Primrose Eatery a good place for workers, whilst the drinks list make it ideal for intimate evening dinners.
£25 and under
Their website, google info and yelp info is incorrect. They do not open at 8.30am. I parked my car and wasted cash due to this. On arrival I called them and they told me they really open at 9.50am?!!more
We found this place on yelp. We live in St Johns Wood and decided to give it a try early on a Saturday night with the kids. It's a great room with nice light and an open kitchen where you can see them making the pizzas. We started with really flavorful and fresh bruschetta and cheesy garlic bread--both excellent. Our kids shared the delicious spaghetti carbonara and we shared the salad and...more
When walking around there I stumbled upon Primrose Eatery. It looked nice, so I decided to go there for dinner, I was looking for a restaurant anyway.
I had a delicious but a bit too medium cooked burger, chips and a glass of wine. It tasted really good, just the burger was medium grilled - if I would have known it, I would have told them that I want it well done. But even with a non too...more
You can never write an accurate review of a place if you arrived there starving, gnawing on your own arm for sustenance.
After the USA vs. Ghana game on Saturday night, I definitely drowned some sorrows and kept the motto alive that "eating is cheating". Sunday morning arrived complete with screaming tummies and a puddle of saliva on my pillow.
Wow. I haven't actually written anything...more