Big on the outside, and big on the inside. It describes James Corden -- who's happy to take jokes about his weight right on the chins! -- and it also describes Karpo, officially opening today in King's X, as the entire exterior of this triple-decker will soon be daubed by a team of vaunted graffiti artists, while a nearby rooftop allotment will see the growth of the resto's fruit & veg. On the inside, they've got herbs literally growing on the walls, as well as custom street-art prints, and entire tables made from a single, huge segment of tree trunk, bringing some bark to your bite.
Edibles pay tribute to the chef's Southern US heritage, starting small with fish tacos, salt duck hash, Southern-fried quail, and clams w/ green peppercorns, fitting, as in America, that's also the color of clams. Upsizing will get you shrimp & grits (ground corn, sort of like white polenta), while a wood-burner will chuck out an artfully scorched whole leg o' lamb topped w/ anchovy sauce, and a bone marrow- & shallot-accompanied hanger steak, an ironic order considering as you devour it, Ryanair passengers will be eating peanuts, or possibly a petrol station sandwich.
Underneath it all sits a low-lit, Chesterfield-filled bar whose walls entirely consist of framed images of attractive people, while the 'tender will whip up a long list of classic 'tails or furnish you with barley pops from both Meantime and Cape Town's Brewers & Union, whose rainbow of unfiltered/ unpasteurized crafts (wheat/ regular/ amber/ dark lagers) will make your sobriety history, boys.