Apply to Join Blighty Social NYC — British Dinner Club
A cup of tea on a windowsill, garden through the rain — the kind of pause that reminds you of home.
A monthly dinner club · Vetted · British expats

Your lot, monthly,
and familiarity
without the plane ride.

Settled in.
You've stopped saying "bit of a faff."

It crept up quietly. The vowels shortened. "Y'all" slipped in. You started defending breakfast tacos to your mum on FaceTime. Somewhere along the way, the people who'd get the joke without you having to explain it stopped being in the room.

Second Tuesday · every month · for good
New York · launches Tue 14 July 2026 · applications open
No networking. No name tags. No dickheads.
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Tables of 5–8 · Two minutes to apply · By application

A note from the founder

I'm a Kiwi. I built Franzus Social recently — a dinner club for Aussies and Kiwis in the US.

Then the British applications started coming in. Sometimes apologetically. Often not. Same need. Different vocabulary.

Putting a Brit at our table would have been the wrong table. Close, but not it. So we built one. Blighty Social. A monthly dinner club for Brits in the US. No networking. No name tags. No dickheads. Just a small table of people who already get the shorthand, in a good restaurant, once a month, every month.

Andrew Kidd
The shorthand you stopped using

Words you used to say without thinking.

Dropped from your daily vocabulary. Still in the bones. Around the right table, they come back without you noticing.

  1. i.
    "Bit of a faff."
  2. ii.
    "Pop the kettle on."
  3. iii.
    "Can't be arsed."
  4. iv.
    "Round the corner."
    — never "a few blocks over".
  5. v.
    "Cheeky pint."
  6. vi.
    "Ta."
  7. vii.
    "Have a butcher's."
  8. viii.
    "Going to the shops."
    — plural. Always plural.
— Things that don't translate —

Tourists go home with Beefeater photos.
We carry these.

If you grew up with these, you know the smell, the sound, the feel of every one. Try explaining one of them to an American colleague. Watch the polite smile.

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Sunday roast at three
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The Greggs sausage roll
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The newsagent
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Boots meal deal
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Unexpected item in bagging area
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The cobbles
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The red phone box
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A proper brew

These don't make the postcards. You have to be from there to even notice them. At our table, everyone gets it. No explaining.

— So, what is this actually? —
What we are. What we're not.
Candlelit restaurant interior, evening.
A new restaurant every month

We hunt down great places for you to try.

A different room every month, in your city. We do the looking, the calling, the booking. You walk in to somewhere good — somewhere you'd probably never have got around to trying — and a table that's already been set for you.

Places worth showing up for, never the obvious choice.
A room small enough to actually hear each other.
Booked, briefed, and ready for you.
Somewhere new every month, so the table always has somewhere fresh to walk into.
— New venue revealed to members each month.
Second Tuesday · launches Tue 14 July 2026 · New York

A table where nobody asks if you know Karen from Clapham. Or Glasgow.

Two minutes. By application. We read every answer.

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