Nestled just off the chaotic Covent Garden lies Dub Jam. This little ‘shack’ is squeezed in, but the bright façade ensures that passers by take a second look.
I was dying to try this place out after stumbling upon this post
As soon as you step inside you are transported to the West Indies, with sounds of relaxed reggae, and smells of spiced rum and jerk chicken filling your nose.
Char and I planned it well and went mid afternoon, which meant we could sit down straight away, as you can’t book tables. I ordered their speciality Rum Punch which felt like liquid holiday in a glass can. I worried a bit when I watched my drink being made and the can being filled up with ice, but do not fear, the rum certainly still has a kick.
So much thought has gone into this place. A step further and it would be too ‘gimmicy’, but instead it has the perfect amount of quirk, with the actual cans as cups, beer barrels as stools, and a surf board for a table.
As we went at an odd time to eat, we did not order much. We got the Pork, and the Halloumi skewer to mix up and share. They were fabulous, especially with the homemade slaw on the side. When I return I will definitely be loading up on those bad boys.
As a student, for a proper meal it probably would have added up to be a tad expensive. However the experience is so unique that it is worth every penny. So next time you’re in Covent Garden, ignore the places immediately on your doorstep and seek out Dub Jam.
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