Supercute Brewhouse

Just what London needed - another craft brewery masquerading as a legitimate hangout spot. The Supercute Brewhouse sounds like it was named by a committee of millennials who couldn't decide between ironic detachment and genuine enthusiasm. And yet, here I am, reluctantly admitting that this Brixton-adjacent establishment has managed to charm even my jaded soul.

Let's address the elephant in the room - that name. Supercute Brewhouse in London sounds like it should be serving rainbow-colored beer to influencers desperate for their next Instagram story. Instead, what you'll find is a surprisingly legitimate operation housed in an industrial space that somehow manages to feel both authentic and welcoming, like that friend who's annoyingly good at everything but remains impossible to hate.

The beer selection, I must grudgingly concede, is impressive. Their house-brewed offerings demonstrate actual brewing knowledge rather than just throwing random ingredients together and hoping for the best (I'm looking at you, every other craft brewery in London). Each beer comes with its own story, which would be insufferable if the liquid itself wasn't so consistently good. The lager, in particular, proves they understand the fundamentals before getting fancy - a rare quality in today's "let's throw seven types of exotic fruit into an IPA" craft beer scene.

The space itself is a study in controlled chaos. High ceilings and fermentation vessels create an industrial backdrop, while comfortable sofas and various seating arrangements suggest someone actually thought about how humans like to socialize. They've even managed to make board games available without turning the place into a student union. The acoustics are surprisingly well-managed - you can actually hold a conversation without shouting, which in London's pub scene is about as rare as affordable housing.

Free popcorn flows freely - a touch that initially seemed like a gimmick but actually works brilliantly with their beer selection. It's freshly made too, not just dumped from a bag and left to go stale. This kind of attention to detail makes me suspicious - who tries this hard anymore?

The staff, against all odds, appear to genuinely enjoy their jobs. Raquel, Andrei, and Mircea (yes, they actually have names, not just blank stares) demonstrate knowledge about their products without the usual craft beer condescension. They'll guide you through the selection whether you're a certified cicerone or someone who still thinks Stella is fancy beer.

For private events, they've somehow created a space that works equally well for engagement parties and casual gatherings. The venue can comfortably accommodate around 75 people, though they could squeeze in more if you're feeling particularly social. They've even managed to host live music successfully - I witnessed a brass band performing between the fermentation vessels, which should have been ridiculous but somehow wasn't.

Price-wise, it sits in that sweet spot where you can't quite complain but aren't exactly thrilled either. However, considering the quality of what's being served and the fact that you're in London, it's actually reasonable. Just don't tell them I said that - we don't want them getting ideas.

Dog-friendly, outdoor seating available, and accepting all modern payment methods - they've ticked the essential boxes without making a fuss about it. They even do takeout and delivery, though why you'd want to experience this place from your sofa is beyond me.

Look, I wanted to hate Supercute Brewhouse. Its very existence in London's already saturated craft beer scene seemed unnecessary. But like that friend who won't stop recommending their therapist, it turns out to be irritatingly right for you. Whether you're a serious beer enthusiast or just someone looking for a decent place to spend an evening, you'll find something to enjoy here. Just promise me you won't tell them I sent you - I have a reputation to maintain.