South Place
We arrive, inevitably, just as the snow does. The piercing cold makes us huddle in…
Author Alex Larman
The Feathers
‘Train travel really is the only way to travel, isn’t it?’, I said in my…
Royal Lancaster London
‘London’s finest hotel’. Such a description is so widely used as to be almost meaningless,…
Absolute Hell
When a play is described as none other than ‘a libel on the British people’,…
The Garden Café, Lambeth
London has a number of places that defy normal logic as an environment to eat.…
The Porterhouse, Oxford
Oxford dining, for so long a rather old-fashioned affair, has been invigorated in the last…
Hawksmoor Spitalfields
Regular readers of the Arbuturian – fine bunch of people that you are – may…
Enoteca Rosso
When one ventures out for lunch in the blizzard to end all blizzards – and…
English National Opera’s Iolanthe
Gilbert and Sullivan’s 1882 satire on aristocracy and parliament, Iolanthe, contains what is probably their…
Vienna – A Visit En Famille
None of us meant to be ill. Not me, certainly, about to celebrate an unimportant…
Sophie’s, Soho
Sophie’s steakhouse in Chelsea is one of those places that’s called ‘a London institution’, but…
Flour and Grape
There is something profoundly admirable about a restaurant setting out its store in its name.…