Tate Modern Cafe

View is amazing. Coffee less. Level of cleanliness dubious. But view is amazing. Nor overpriced.

I had a really nice lunch today, seated by the window. The waitress was really attentive and adorable. The service was quick even though the restaurant was awfully crowded. I went for the fish and chips: the portion was more than enough and it was really good I would definitely eat there again.

Lovey tea room that can get completely overrun my tourists. They provide basic food, similar to all other museums and/​or national trust establishments.
The staff is friendly but unfortunately when I visited they could not cope with the amount of patrons.

I am that rare bird who actually likes museum food. It’s super easy for a museum café to serve you inferior food due to the fact your a captive audience.
The Chicago Museum of Art café revolutionized the way people look at eating lunch or snacking at a museum.
Thus the Tate Modern held up my rather high bar for museum cuisine.
I had a very tasty chicken club sandwich with chips (English fries). It was a bountiful sandwich so I was assured I could spend endless hours looking at really beautiful art and not have to worry about what me or my family was going to do for dinner.
My wife and one of my sons had chicken Caesar salads which they both devoured.
My other son had a portobello mushroom sandwich which he ate ever so slow. A sure sign he was enjoying it.
On a side note, I had one of the better colas I’ve ever drank: Fentiman’s Botanically Brewed Curiosity Cola. Yum is all I can say about this beverage.
The service was great and although a bit pricey well worth the price of admission.

After going through the spectacular galleries at the Tate Modern, my family of four decided to dine at the café downstairs. We would not recommend others do the same. Our waitress was less than gracious and the food was mediocre. We were given childrens’ menus for our children only to be told when we were ordering a children’s dish that the portions were really for toddlers. (Why then were we given the children’s menus we asked. Because, said our waitress, we are in a museum and the kid’s menu has room for coloring.) Most importantly, our son has a nut allergy and after being told that the vegetable soup was nut free, he ate a few bites only to then be told that the soup had nuts. (In the end our waitress checked again and there were no nuts.) Bottom line — about 55pounds for mediocre food and terrible service. Never again.

The Tate Modern Café is a very easy and affordable way to eat out if you’re visiting London. The food is fresh and delicious and the prices very reasonable, especially for the children’s meals. The view from the floor-​to-​ceilings windows of Millennium Bridge and St. Paul’s Cathedral is stunning and what better way is there to end a meal than by exploring the Tate’s amazing modern art collection?

Even if you’re not a fan of modern art, here’s a reason to head to the Tate Modern. Although the interior is on the austere side, the food is generous and the service (mostly) on-​point. For a museum café, it’s excellent.
The lighter options were the best: velvety squash and tomato soup, and satisfying veggie tart. The burger is heartier, although it won’t impress Americans. The fish and chips almost overflowed the plate, moist on the inside and greaseless outside. It also provided out first taste of mushy peas, which we agreed was oddly intriguing.
The waitstaff is efficient and kind. The host, however, was absolutely in the weeds, struggling to match potential diners with empty tables. He’s not emblematic of the whole enterprise, which is quite welcoming. Maybe he was having a bad day, or maybe the art upstairs was finally getting to him.

Now I do enjoy the tate modern, but on this occasion my experience of this intriguing building was not the art, moreover the food. I met an friend for brunch and after walking along SouthBank we decided on the Tate Modern Café to sit outside, soak up the rays and discuss our respective lives. The café is well laid out with a lovely suntrap area outside to soak up the serenity that Sunday mornings always seem to bring.
I sampled a sausage and caramelised onion baguette, which was pleasant if a little bit tough to eat (the bread that is, not the act of eating!) My friend decided to obey her sweet tooth and enjoyed one of the appetising pastries that were provided, all washed down with some classic English Breakfast tea.
Nothing to rave about but certainly pleasant and fairly reasonably priced. The bonus came with the sun, the calm atmosphere and the feeling that even though we weren’t looking at the art, we were being suitable cultural for a Sunday morning. We were 1 Guardian crossword away from a perfect middle class morning!

Tea, scones, and clotted cream are available for all comers. Don’t miss out!

The space is modern, open and airy. Large glass window provide a view outside. The service was fine, considering it was not at all busy, this was expected. The food seemed to be hit or miss. I had a slice of quiche that was good, cooked well. While not the best I have had, no complaints. My cousin had Cesar salad with chicken. The portion was huge, but a majority was a pile of lettuce with too much dressing. The worst part was the chicken. The slices appeared to be precooked for a different meal and had a distinctive and odd flavor. No at our table liked them and sadly a majority of the did not ended up being left. My other cousin had the burger. He was expecting more from the tomato relish. He said it was fine, but not a great burger.
The Café was also pretty pricey. The menu seemed limited. They do a other snacks as well as coffee or tea. I would not recommend coming for a meal but it seems to be a good place to take a break after the museum.

A little pricey but the food is always fresh, innovative and excellent! The views of the Thames are fantastic but top marks go to their consistently excellent coffee. They use illy, which is a really good brand, but sometimes even that can be messed up by a inexperienced barista. However, their cappucinos are up there with the best outside of Italy!

The food was decent, and drink prices were reasonable and service was good — all in all it was a much better (and affordable) dining experience than I’d have expected at a world class museum.
Great location and views — we were there on Bonfire Night, so we had some great views of some ad hoc firework displays.

There are certain things that happen when you date a picky eater. At the Tate Modern Café, I watched Matt B. gag on a cheeseburger patty. Instead of sending back the order, he asked me to eat as much of it as I could to save him the embarrassment of leaving most of his food on the plate.
Of course, it is not on Tate Modern that my boyfriend can’t eat onions. My food was okay, and but for that unpleasantness, the café was mostly fine. There was a tiny bit of a line and seating was relatively cramped, but the space was cute with a great view through large windows. Service was slow and a little hard to get hold of, but I suppose the place was busy.
For my lunch I ordered the Catalan tomato bread with smoked anchovies and the potted salmon with cucumber salad, dill butter, and toasted sourdough. The bread with anchovies was great, very full-​flavored and savory. I liked the salt of the anchovies and the way the bread soaked up the tomato spread and oil. I was less enthusiastic about the potted salmon. I’ve had salmon rillettes a number of times, and this version was unappetizing, with a visible layer of yellow lard. The cucumbers were also smothered in dressing.
As mentioned above, Matt ordered the burger. This was a char-​grilled Aberdeen Angus beef burger, advertised with tomato relish. Matt ordered it completely and emphatically plain, with the addition of Caerphilly cheese. It came as ordered, which was why he didn’t send it back even when he discovered he couldn’t stomach more than a couple of bites. I have to say, though, that he wasn’t missing much. I liked the tomato relish, which he got on the side, but the patty was pretty mushy. A side of chips, or as we call them, fries, was not good at all. It was thick and pasty, and worse, cost £2.85. That made the burger and fries that we did not eat come out to a whopping £14.35.
I’m tempted to give two stars to this café, but I suspect that I’m biased by the joylessness of our lunch. Much of the menu looked decent, and I wouldn’t mind trying the place out again. Just, with caution, next time.

I liked their groovy teapot so much that I bought one in the giftshop *tourist*

They have a strange little seating/​ordering system here that I can never work out.
The coffee bar makes a decent cup of coffee and it’s in a cute little Tate Modern dixie cup.

I was really surprised– museum food is not always great– but this little café was very nice! Everything we ordered was delicious, and the wait staff was very friendly.

Love this place. It’s a cute little modern café, that is consistent with the look of the rest of the modern museum. Makes for a good place to break after wandering in the museum til your feet hurt. Service was surprisingly consistent, with servers checking on us on occasion, but not too frequently.
My friend and I shared the mushroom soup. Probably the BEST mushroom soup I’ve ever had. I will never look at Campbell’s the same way again :).
I also had the beetroot on a pastry shell, topped with a dollop of goat cheese. I never knew what a great combination beetroot and goat was. However, it was too much beets for me, since I’m not the biggest fan, although willing to try different things. Beet lovers would definitely enjoy this though.
it’s not exactly cheap, but apparently all the profit go to the museum anyway, so that makes me feel better. Maybe I should have eaten more…

It could have been better… it could have been worse.
It is convenient, which is why we ate there.
I know they would hate me if they read it there, but the food there was no better than American Starbucks.

The Tate’s café is an absolutely perfect way to cap off a trip to the museum. Sitting inside the enclosure, looking out over the Thames suddenly puts things in perspective, and you can tune out all of the tourists, art snobs, and crazies over a simple cuppa and a relaxing view.

I wonder is Tate is short for Tater which is short for potato. What do you think? Hot potato, hot potato who’s got the hot potato?
The Tate modern café served as a lovely respite from the cold one nippy day when the chill was grabbing at me like seaweed at the bottom of a lake. Ugh. My friend and I went in to hot drinks. We had tea. T is for Tobago, but T is also for Trampoline. Oh, and for Tate. The tea was lovely, high quality stuff is those pretty, silken triangular patches that, if you put 100 side by side, would probably look like a mountain range or the back of a stegosaurus. It was very nice tea. They also had very nice juices and foodstuffs.
As the café/​takeout area was full, we asked if we could sit in the restaurant area. The staff was kind enough to arrange some seats for us at the bar. This provided us with front row seats to stare at the chefs in the kitchen as they ground beef and made pasta. Fascinating stuff, and fortunately, unlike Seaword, these front row seats had no ‘danger splash zone’ stipulations. Bright colors on the staff t-​shirts and on the walls contrasted with the black and glass of the rest of the eatery.
Of course, the prices are a bit jacked up in a museum-​café sort of way (fitting as it is a museum café), but it’s a good place for coffee and tea. The food is probably good too. Fortunately the food and drink doesn’t follow the flow of the current exhibitions. No big square of gellified broccoli or food-​colored polenta a la Rothko.