The best part about Arcade? It’s chaotic. You wander, you point, you eat. There’s no reservation stress. Just grab a plastic fork and a stool. You’ll sit next to a family, a couple on a date, and a guy eating noodles at 4 PM. It’s beautiful.
My only tip: go with friends. That way, you can order the brisket bun, the karaage, the pizza, the gelato, and the burger, and share them all. Or don’t share. Be selfish. It’s your money. But honestly, sharing is the way to try everything. And you want to try everything.
So next time you’re at Battersea Power Station, skip the fancy sit-down restaurant. Head to the ground floor, follow the noise and the smell of grilled meat, and let Arcade take you on a culinary rollercoaster. Just bring stretchy pants. And napkins.
