Easy D was once home to Thatcher, but don’t let that put you off.
Why go there?
To see that a bit of gentrification isn’t the end of the world. Honestly, you’ll wonder how you ever lived without your ethical, chemical-free hemp deodorant.
What’s the vibe?
Surprising. Look beyond the pushchairs and soft play areas and East Dulwich is a diverse, dynamic, maybe even edgy place to live. Lordship Lane, for instance, is a hub for cool independent shops – check out Give + Take, where you can exchange unwanted items for designer threads, or join the queue at William Rose Butchers to try their pedigree rare-breed beef.
I’m hungry. What’s on the menu?
Steak. Lordship Lane’s the Palmerston is a classy joint serving a superb 35-day aged rib-eye. The Herne Tavern on Forest Hill Road has your Sunday lunch sorted, and a trip to East Dulwich Road wouldn’t be complete without one of the Flying Pig’s legendary pulled pork burgers.
What’s that smell?
That’ll be the hangover-busting meat treats at Horniman Farmers’ Market, every Saturday morning outside the Horniman Museum. Normally all that fried food would be bad for you. But it’s organic, so… I like things that are bad for me.
Let’s get drunk!
Fine. The Actress (Crystal Palace Road), the East Dulwich Tavern and the Patch (both Lordship Lane) all tick the ‘great ale’ and ‘great food’ boxes. For something different, Toasted is a wine bar with four huge booze-filled tanks on site.
Onwards, then, to Lordship Lane’s House of Tippler, with its crowd-pleasing cocktails and soul-jams. Further up the road, The Bishop moves its tables out-the-way around 10pm, while the Great Exhibition on Crystal Palace Road has regular weekend DJs play swing and rhythm and blues with plenty of eclectic twists. And kazoos.
How about a nice sit down?
Peckham Rye, Horniman Gardens and Dulwich Park form a triangle of eye-pleasing green spaces. The latter also offers views of puffing, red-faced parents desperately chasing after their kids.
And if I only do one thing?
Visit Dulwich Hamlet FC on match day, where (unlike in the Premier League) you can drink on the terraces.
By Simon Ward, who’s joining the queue at William Rose Butchers nice and early this weekend.