"The Devonshire is one bonnet and an orphan away from being the set of a Dickens film—in the best way possible. At the flawless pub and British restaurant in Soho, roaring fires make cheeks flush, groups sink bottles of 2019 Barolo Sorano, and perfect Guinnesses are served to those who are two pints away from doing their best “please, sir, I want some more” impression. The people behind The Devonshire understand that pubs should be warm places and the soundtrack in the dining room is all humming conversation and the crackling fire responsible for your fall-apart Iberico pork ribs. The menu single-handedly rehabilitates the image of dishes like suet pudding, which comes with buttery, light pastry and rich beef stew. Bookings are released at 10:30am on Thursdays for the following three weeks. Embrace a very early dinner or late lunch: these are the last tables to go, and messing with your body clock is worth it. There’s a roof terrace for walk-ins on warmer days—ask nicely, and you could be sharing a pile of langoustines alfresco. We’ve also noticed last-minute reservations become available throughout the week." - jake missing, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna, heidi lauth beasley
