Brixton Bar and Grill
Don't listen to Eddy Grant - escape the rotting-veg stench of Electric Avenue and rock down to the railway arches on Atlantic road instead. Without doubt the sexiest of Brixton's restaurant-cum-nightspots, the only wayward smell here is the garlic in your chilli king prawns. Anyway, it's the myriad of drinks offered and the laid-back lounge that'll keep you here 'til the blurry hours.

