"Flute is like a film set, and the scene being shot each night is that of a filthy rich main character hosting a glamorous divorce party on the rooftop of their penthouse. Champagne is poured like sparkling water, piles of pink cushions are dotted around, and ruched, coral curtains cocoon the gathering from any ugliness outside. It’s Patsy Stone reincarnated as a Soho rooftop cocktail bar. Even getting up here involves a glamorous gold lift from the ground floor of the Broadwick hotel reception. On grey days it’s best to stay ensconced in the lavish indoor bar, slamming delicious cocktails—like a chocolate bourbon, rhubarb, and Aperol number—and cheering on the regular rotation of gospel choirs and acoustic sets that take to the sequinned stage. But when the weather's good, take your cocktail outside to the wraparound terrace. It’s got fluffy trees to shield you from other tables, views of the London skyline, and big profile picture potential. Just don’t bother with the food which is pretty forgettable and pricey. photo credit: Flute photo credit: Flute photo credit: Flute" - Sinéad Cranna
