Flavours without borders: A culinary journey down Stapleton Road

From Somali breakfasts to Kurdish grills, the eateries of Stapleton Road reflect journeys made, cultures shared, and recipes carried across continents

A man sits alone in front of a restaurant table with a cup of tea, looking at his phone.

Running through the heart of east Bristol, Stapleton Road is one of the city’s most culturally rich – and often misunderstood – streets. Walk its length and you’ll find food from around the world: slow-cooked lamb infused with Yemeni spices, jerk chicken fresh off the grill, and authentic chai ordered from a sleek, flat-screen kiosk.

A man and a woman sit facing each other in front of a window at a cafe.
Customers chat over a chai, Chaiiwala.

I visited on a quiet Saturday afternoon, just before the streets filled with families, friends, and regulars stopping in for their usual meals. It was the perfect moment to step inside kitchens, speak with the owners, and soak in the atmosphere.

A black and white poster displaying the Ethiopian alphabet with illustrations of ancient buildings.
A poster displaying the Ethiopian alphabet, Real Habesha.

At Real Habesha, which serves Ethiopian and Eritrean cuisine, the air is thick with the aroma of berbere spices. Fluffy injera – a soft, sour, spongy flatbread – is topped with spicy lentils and spread out like edible canvas, ready to be torn and shared.

A metal plate with Ethiopian injera and curries on a restaurant table.
A plate of injera and Ethiopian curries, Real Habesha.

The owner, Beletse Abraha, insists I have a drink. He offers a choice of inviting, aromatic coffees, but since I’m in a hurry, I opt for a can of guava juice to take away. His portrait is in this essay to show the kindness behind the counter.

A portrait of a smiling man in front of a bar.
Beletse Abraha, owner of Real Habesha.

That same warmth and hospitality greeted me everywhere.

At Mandhi Palace, a Yemeni restaurant, I met Salah, an Uber driver from Eritrea who came to the UK as an asylum seeker. He was camera-shy, but smiled and laughed easily. When I told him I was working on a photo essay, he said simply: “If you’re hungry, you should eat.” Sharing food, he explained, is part of his culture. I was hungry – and the food was incredible.

A group of men sit around a table in front of plates of food at a restaurant.
Customers sit down to eat at Yemeni restaurant Mandhi Palace.

These restaurants are more than places to eat. They’re small worlds built with care, by people who work hard every day to keep Bristolians fed. As the city changes and small businesses face growing challenges, these places stay strong.

They remind us that kindness and hospitality is still alive and well. You just need to pull up a chair and join in.

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