"It’s okay that you can’t get the zip up on your old jeans, you won’t need them for dinner at this lovely Covent Garden spot anyway. This British restaurant on Henrietta Street happens to be Kitty Fisher’s endearing little sister as well as the perfect place to debut that overpriced shirt that’s been hanging in your wardrobe since the third week of lockdown. Their menu has tarted up versions of British classics, including things like Welsh rarebit, wild garlic risotto, and the most perfectly arranged cheese and ham toastie you’ll ever come across. And their heated, covered, outdoor seating area will ensure your best clothes will be safe from British weather." - rianne shlebak