It started innocently enough: a date night, a little wander through Brixton Village, and an innocent craving for cheese. What could go wrong? Or, more importantly, what could go deliciously right? Enter Cheese and Fizz, the Granville Arcade hotspot that promises a match made in heaven: gooey, melty cheese paired with bubbles so divine, they might just make you weep. Spoiler alert: we did.
The Night Begins
Picture this. My partner and I, fresh off a spat about the correct pronunciation of raclette (“It’s rah-klet, not rack-let, darling!”), stumbled upon Unit 10—or as I now call it, The Glorious Cheese Church. There it stood, glowing with the promise of dairy-fueled joy and perhaps a side of therapy.
“Shall we go in?” they asked. I was already halfway through the door.
Cheese Overload: A Love Story
Within minutes, we were seated with menus that read like a cheese lover’s diary of guilty pleasures. There were cheese boards stacked higher than my expectations after a bottle of champagne. The raclette? Truffled, ducked, and dripped. The fondue? New on the menu and ready to take our love life to the next level.
And then there were the drinks. Oh, the drinks. Over 50 Growers Champagnes. I don’t know who these Growers are, but God bless them. My partner’s eyes lit up like Christmas morning at the mention of champagne cocktails. Negronis and Aperol Spritzes joined the party because, why not? This wasn’t just a meal; it was a life choice.
Things Get… Bubbly
By the time the raclette arrived, we were two glasses in and giggling at the sheer audacity of this place. Melty cheese, scraped straight onto our plates, with truffle wafting into the air like an aromatic mic drop.
“This is it,” my partner declared solemnly, raising their glass. “This is where I want to die.”
The Grand Finale
Cheese boards are no joke here. Ours arrived like a dairy treasure map, complete with accompaniments so fancy I couldn’t pronounce half of them. My partner was busy pairing cheese with champagne while I made it my personal mission to try every single cocktail. Who won? We’ll call it a draw.
But the real showstopper was Stefano. With his infectious enthusiasm and a passion for cheese that’s borderline poetic, he convinced us to try a dessert cheese. Yes, you heard that right. Cheese. For dessert. And guess what? It worked. We left the place holding hands, three sheets to the wind, and debating whether our cat would enjoy raclette (the answer is probably yes).
Plan Your Cheesy Adventure
Cheese and Fizz isn’t just a restaurant; it’s an experience. Whether you’re here for the champagne or the cheese or both, like us you’re in for a night of indulgence, laughter, and potentially hilarious mispronunciations. Find them in Granville Arcade, Units 10 and 11. They’re open Monday from 8am to 6pm and Tuesday to Sunday until midnight.
Pro tip: pace yourself. Or don’t. You only live once, and life without cheese is no life at all.
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