Nestled in Shoreditch, Bistro Freddie blends British comfort with French flair, serving up seasonal dishes and a thoughtfully curated wine list in a cozy, intimate setting.
"You might not expect to find dancing candlesticks and white tablecloths on a corner in between Great Eastern Street and a WeWork, but that’s exactly where Bistro Freddie is. This little corner restaurant is the kind of place where early lunches turn into late afternoons, and prawn cocktails are happily followed by gloriously sloppy chicken and tarragon pies. There are plenty of crossed legs and chic manicures and, though it feels like a wannabe Parisian bistro, this is a London restaurant you can imagine bringing almost anyone to. Be it friends, family, lovers, colleagues, or a confusing mixture of all four." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, daisy meager
"Bistro Freddie is a restaurant with soft skills. This spot can mix you a boulevardier, charm you with a prawn cocktail, and fool you into thinking it’s been on a quiet Shoreditch corner for years. French in style but more British in flavour, the tight-knit dinner party space mixes melting candles with handwritten menus, and will get any date off to an excellent start. Begin with a crisp martini alongside chips, then move on to hearty pies and buttery snail and chicken skin flatbreads if things are going well." - jake missing, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna, heidi lauth beasley
"Pie and chips can be done many ways and at Bistro Freddie, it’s done the French way. The pie is pleasant but the chips stand on their own. Svelte sticks with the occasional jagged edge (and a pleasing amount of scraps below the pile) are the kind of chips that are best classified as dangerous. You can quite easily find yourself lounging in this Shoreditch dining room, dunking chip after chip into wholegrain-laced mayonnaise, pausing for a martini break, before returning back to your little shiny tray of chips." - jake missing, sinead cranna
"French in style but more British in flavour, this tight-knit dinner party space in Shoreditch mixes melting candles with hearty pies and a wine list that its Francophile crowd happily glug from lunch until dinner. The handwritten menu has a whiff of Paris about it, and the buttery snail and chicken skin flatbread certainly helps, but this is an undeniably London restaurant. A dinky half Guinness and the house-made sausage will get any occasion off to an excellent start. Get involved with the drinks menu, don’t look at the clock, and if anyone suggests splitting a beef cheek pie for mains, the day is officially over." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, rianne shlebak
"Bistro Freddie is a restaurant with soft skills. This twinkling spot can mix you a boulevardier, charm you with a prawn cocktail, and fool you into thinking it’s been on a quiet Shoreditch corner for years. French in style but more British in flavour, the tight-knit dinner party space mixes melting candles with hearty pies and a wine list that its Francophile crowd—who are either young or young at heart—happily glug from lunch until dinner. The handwritten menu has a whiff of Paris about it, and the buttery snail and chicken skin flatbread certainly helps, but this is an undeniably London restaurant. A dinky half Guinness and the house-made sausage will get any occasion (be it date, business lunch, birthday blowout) off to an excellent start and the counter makes for a compelling spot for a crisp martini alongside chips and a dijon-laced mayo. Revolutionary this food is not but it's satisfying, and the sleek dining room feels like a place where everyone wants to be." - Jake Missing
