"All we want for our birthday this year is to eat a piece of chicken parm the size of our head and perform impromptu karaoke in a toilet stall. Which is why Grasso, an Italian-American spot in Soho, is perfect. The music is loud, couples peel off and go full Lady and the Tramp over meatballs, and others get stuck into Aperol spritzes that are fishbowl-sized. If you don’t have a good time here, mainlining penne alla vodka and spilling ‘nduja on the laminated wipe-clean menus, we can’t help you. " - jake missing, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna, heidi lauth beasley