The Twenty Two

"The Twenty Two has a restaurant that’s opened up to non-members in the bright and cheery main floor restaurant that serves the same delicious food as downstairs. Everything on the menu is great and the room is always alive with happy, stylish people from all over the globe. It quickly became one of Laurie’s and my favourite places to have dinner. They also do breakfast and lunch, so take your pick of when you want to try it and see what you think." - Edward Barsamian

"This previously residential Edwardian manor house has been turned into a 31-room hotel and member’s club by former Blakes owner Navid Mirtorabi, with the help of business partner Jamie Reuben, a scion of a family that owns swathes of Mayfair. In a marble-floored lobby that smells of churchy frankincense, guests are greeted by a cape-wearing doorman and a row of staff in Charlie Casely-Hayford suits. A pervasive friendliness cuts through the velveteen quality of a place that feels more like a louche Parisian hideaway than most smart new London hotels, which tend to fit into Hoxton or Heritage pigeonholes. Most rooms are understatedly plush, painted an elegant blue that’s on the sensual side of Edwardian; former Arbutus chef Alan Christie hits the key modern British notes in the dining room. Some of the prices are shiver-inducing, but then this is Mayfair, and The Twenty Two is offering something different— something sexier and more fun, which might just be a marker point for the area’s future. Price: Rooms from around $687 per nightAddress: 22 Grosvenor Sq, London W1K 6LFClosest tube station: Bond Street" - Condé Nast Traveller, Steve King

"There’s an appealingly secretive feel to the restaurant at this converted Edwardian house. Sitting in a prime Mayfair location, it’s also home to a private members’ club. The menu offers something for everyone, with its extensive selection of largely Mediterranean dishes, some of which are designed for sharing. Service is eager and on the ball." - Michelin Inspector

"Best spa in London for: A full day decompression Just off Sloane Street, the handsome Grade II-listed Edwardian mansion-house that Ushvani sits inside calls to mind the sort of place Lucy Honeychurch, heroine of A Room With A View, might stay on a visit to London, tripping out for iced coffee and meringues with cousin Charlotte. The spa's walls and staircases are clad in the original Arts and Crafts carved panels, and the rich color and history of the wood immediately casts a spell on the visitor—there is the immense quiet and dignity here almost of a grand library. And yet the permeating scent is of hibiscus, the treatments are Asian-inspired, and there’s a subtle sound of water from the subterranean plunge pool—which guests are encouraged to take proper time in before a treatment—as well as the dry and wet steam rooms. The signature Malay Massage centers on stretching, the therapist firmly guiding movements, stopping to concentrate on areas that are tight. There is a sense of someone properly listening to your body and making any changes in the treatment to suit—it feels intuitively bespoke and therapists are confident and strong: This is proper, sensitive bodywork. There are many thoughtful things about Ushvani: the careful way they stagger treatments so that the place is never crowded; their own super-light king coconut and hibiscus facial oil; the little morsels of glacé mango they serve with fresh herbal tea in the drawing room that looks onto the stuccoed elegance of the street, before you gather your thoughts and leave, somewhat dazed, zinging-clean and acutely relaxed. Treatment to book: Ushvani Malay Massage. Insider tip: The yoga studio upstairs is flooded with light and is one of the few places in London to practice Shri Vivek Yoga, an amalgamation of Hatha, Kundalini, Vastu, and Tantric. —Antonia Quirke This article originally appeared on Condé Nast Traveller U.K." - Condé Nast Traveller, Issy von Simson

"If being greeted by approximately 78 waitstaff during your short journey from the front door to your table doesn’t make you feel like you’re kind of a big deal, we’re not sure anything will. While it’s nice to think they might have mistaken you for a (very) distant relative of Beyoncé, that’s just how this white tablecloth, British-Mediterranean spot on the ground floor of this Grosvenor Square hotel rolls. With a lavish room that says it’s OK to order oysters and spend £19 on a bowl of cacio e pepe, The Twenty Two is the perfect place to dramatically roll your eyes when your friend asks for some ketchup with their chips." - rianne shlebak, heidi lauth beasley, jake missing