Food was ok (except gravy which tasted a bit like the old rug got lost in it), but cutlery and trays were simply filthy. The picture doesn't show in full how disgusting it was with food and dirt on it. I didn't have luck in finding clean forks, so I ended up washing them in a toilets sink and using antibacterial wipes after.
The food in ikea Glasgow is not good. The fish was dry, pasta mushy, meatballs like out of a can. I don’t know why people rave about this food. Chips were ok but how can you get chips wrong. Didn’t try the deserts but wouldn’t go back. The people serving were not friendly and had no time for customers. If we go back to ikea we will have food before we go because it’s a long day in there!!!
Food cold and had obviously been sitting there for long enough for the meatballs to go hard, it was inedible and a complete waste of money
Got 2 veggie breakfasts. The guy behind the counter said they were out of bacon. We said they were veggie breakfasts so it didn't have bacon anyway. He kinda short circuited and gave one breakfast an extra hash brown and forgot mushrooms for the other one. We got to the till and the guy said these were both not veggie breakfasts, and was that going to be a problem. Another staff member came over and said they were. In summary it looks like it's everyone's first day.
Don't bother. Ordered Fish and chips and cake. You'd find better service in the outbounds of Pluto. From the moment you step in, the clatter hits you like a percussion audition gone wrong—plates smashing, trays clanging, forks pinging against metal until you can’t hear yourself swallow or think straight. It’s a sonic assault that makes the idea of savoring a meal feel like a dare and a punishment at once. The fish arrives crusted in a stubborn breading that sticks to the tongue, the kind of chew that makes you question if you’re chewing soup leftovers or something that should be fried once and long forgotten. The chips are a soggy, oil-slick betrayal, limp and unseasoned, as if the salt shaker took a holiday and never came back. The cake looks the part but tastes like a hastily iced budget sheet, frosting flaking off like cheap glitter on a bad party cake. Behind the canteen, the staff move with all the urgency of a parking meter at peak hour—unmotivated, unhurried, and somehow always behind schedule. The vibe is a vacuum: no smiles, no chatter, just a indifferent drift of bodies from station to station as if they’re performing in a show they didn’t audition for. It’s the kind of service where you feel like you’ve interrupted a private moment between a cook and a timer, not a place built to feed people. The whole scene wears its bleakness like a uniform: smeared menus, rattling utensils, and a service tempo that crawls at the pace of a slow-motion documentary. It feels less like a food hall and more like a prison cafeteria with IKEA branding—functional, institutional, and somehow designed to remind you that you’re a cog in a machine that forgot how to care.
Had a nice lunch and collected the heaviest flat pack ever.. good service
Swedish meatballs were cooked but cold The hotdog was cold and tasted raw
Good menu and prices. Love the swedish meatballs.
IKEA Foodhall is located at 99 Kings Inch Dr, Glasgow G51 4FB, UK
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