"Oh lovely, lovely Launceston Place. We challenge anyone to come here and not consider hiding under your white cloth-covered table in the hopes that they won’t notice you and you can just live in this charming townhouse forever. It’s on a quiet corner in Kensington, and despite serving fancy-sounding modern European-esque things like pigeon with blackberry jus and duck liver parfait, it doesn’t take itself too seriously. Case in point: the miniature Henry hoovers that the suited servers use to clear crumbs from your table." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, sinead cranna, rianne shlebak