"One-of-a-kind experiences come in many forms, and having a burlesque dancer twerk beside your basket of dumplings in a Sauvage-scented bunker is just one of them. Park Chinois isn’t where we’d choose to spend our money or time, but it’s undeniably a place unto itself. The Chinese clubstaurant on Berkeley Square has two sides to it: the downstairs club that mixes so-so food with teenage ideals of a restaurant, and the Lynchian red velvet upstairs dining room, where you can enjoy crooning jazz and a cracking signature peking duck, all at once." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing
"There are few more overtly opulent restaurants in London than Park Chinois. This is a place that revels in old-fashioned glamour, with its strikingly rich surroundings immediately making you feel like you're in for a special night out. Start with a bespoke cocktail in the gorgeous bar, before choosing between a range of menus that traverse the length and breadth of China. The midweek set lunch menu offers great value, while those with deep pockets can happily splash out on caviar and the delicious 'duck de chine'." - Michelin Inspector
"Therapy is expensive. Park Chinois is also expensive. But Park Chinois also has acrobats and a delightful peking duck. It’s an easy choice really. This Chinese clubstaurant in Berkeley Square is a Lynchian meets Butlin’s fever dream. It’s all red velvet, gold accents, and crooning live jazz on stage. While it’s by no means a top-quality culinary experience, that’s not always what you need in the midst of a break-up. You need distractions, you need black truffle dumplings, and you need absolutely no one to ask if you are OK. So even though the atmosphere here is less Frank Sinatra and more Frankie & Benny’s, we have a feeling that this is exactly what a £120 an hour therapist would have prescribed. Well probably not, but that’s OK." - rianne shlebak, sinead cranna
"Outside of the vaguely Butlins-esque performers who croon and cavort around Park Chinois’ two floors, there is no one more important in this Mayfair restaurant than you. It’s impossible not to feel it, because it’s what everyone at this gargantuan, wannabe-glitzy but faintly grubby, Cantonese restaurant feels. Most surprising of all is that some of the food, particularly the £100-plus signature peking duck, is also fighting you to be the star of the show. Still, if you avoid the pumping club downstairs, the Disney-ish take on a regal red dining room above is the kind of silliness that can be leaned into." - rianne shlebak, jake missing, sinead cranna
"You can’t turn up to Park Chinois in flip-flops. In fact, it would probably confuse the live brass band and they’d start an awkwardly sad rendition of Summer Nights from Grease. No, when you go to this Mayfair spot you can expect big prices, some decent Chinese food, golden live entertainment, and a crowd that thinks Aldi is the name of one of their mate’s eight pet St. Bernards. Basically, it’s a bloody good laugh, there’s no such thing as being overdressed here, and it has some of the best people-watching potential in London." - Heidi Lauth Beasley, Rianne Shlebak