Jerk City offers a range of Caribbean themed dishes in an friendly and welcoming environment. New premises with bar.Established in 1998 it has gone on to become the No.1 resuarant in the West End for Carribean style food. Wehther you want to have a lunch or take away a dish Jerk City provide full service and if you wish to dine out in the heart of the city come and spend an evening soaking up our warm and inviting atmosphere

Time Out says... 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars

A cold Tuesday night in Soho turned into a laid-back slice of West Indian warmth in this tiny space filled with pine tables, Afro-Caribbean art on warm-coloured walls, and lots of enthusiastic, mixed diners. Spicy smells and friendly staff - from the Rasta who takes orders at the counter, to the young women who bring the food a few minutes later - add to the authenticity, as does the menu. Rice and peas transported us back to carnival food in Trinidad, while the accompanying saltfish and ackee is perfect Jamaica (though many Jamaicans would have serious words with anyone who served such tiny portions of it). A roti (curried goat wrapped in a flatbread) was less successful: the bread thick and heavy, the sauce convincing but too sloppy for what is essentially takeaway food. Jerk chicken wings were dry and chewy and seemed to have been cooked a while beforehand, suggesting that Jerk City hits its peak at lunchtime. Come early for the genuine Caribbean experience.

ViewLondon.co.uk says... 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars

There are plenty of decent neighbourhood Caribbean restaurants, but precious few in the centre of town. Peculiarly, this particular cooking style has completely escaped any sort of fusion nonsense, and is still entirely distinct.

You might easily miss Mr Jerk when walking down Wardour Street, but when you pop your head inside you’ll know you’ve arrived. Despite the Soho location, I felt rather like Roger Moore when he entered the Fillet of Soul in Live and Let Die.

More 70s NYC diner than Caribbean beach hut, the walls were red, with the menu painted on one side. The tables were topped with wood-look Formica, there was thumping soul emanating from the speakers, and the atmosphere was cooler than Miles Davis in a Lambo.

Ordering at the counter, I went for Jerk Chicken with rice and peas, fried plantain and Guinness punch. It was after the Soho 1-2pm lunch crush, so I had a choice of tables. My Guinness punch soon arrived – rather like a dilute White Russian, sweet and quite unusual. Not bad though!

And then the food. What delight! I suppressed the urge to exclaim “Right on, sister” when an enormous plate of red sauce doused chicken and rice was placed in front of me, accompanied by a dish of plantain. Every mouthful was like foodie Ecstasy, and there were a lot of mouthfuls.

There are plenty of clichés like “hearty”, “unpretentious” and “back to basics” that I could use, but they seem terribly inappropriate. Mr Jerk is without doubt my best find of the last 6 months. The food is as tasty as it gets, it’s funky but is in no way themed. A winner in everyway (brother).

Qype Yelp user reviews say... 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars

Rev Michael H. San Francisco, CA, USA - 12/10/2009
Jerk City is a standard destination whenever I go back home to London. Pure comfort food...
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Qype users say... 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars 3 stars

I'm not Caribbean nor have I been there so I'm afraid I cannot comment on the authenticity of the food here. However I can say that it is very tasty... read more