Wild Flor

"We love London. No really, we do. That being said, approximately three bites into Wild Flor’s glazed pig cheek pappardelle, we were willing to ghost the capital and set our Oyster card on fire. Such is the delicious power of the refined yet entirely inventive dishes at this seasonal wine bar and restaurant in Hove. It’s just a 10-minute drive from the pier, or you can go for a scenic 30-minute walk along the seafront. We promise the brief excursion is entirely worth it. The long drinks list is an instant crowd-pleaser and includes aged wines at good value, as well as a Negroni that will convince you that missing the last train isn’t such a bad shout if you can stay in their moody dining room forever." - heidi lauth beasley

"We love London. No really, we do. That being said, approximately three bites into Wild Flor’s glazed pig cheek pappardelle, we were willing to ghost the capital and set our Oyster card on fire. Such is the delicious power of the refined yet entirely inventive dishes at this seasonal wine bar and restaurant in Hove. It’s just a 10-minute drive from the pier, or you can go for a scenic 30-minute walk along the seafront. We promise the brief excursion is entirely worth it. The long drinks list is an instant crowd-pleaser and includes aged wines at good value, as well as a Negroni that will convince you that missing the last train isn’t such a bad shout if you can stay in their moody dining room forever. photo credit: Phoebe Rossi" - Heidi Lauth Beasley

"A group of lifelong friends own this relaxed neighbourhood restaurant, and they lead the service with obvious pride. The room takes on a modern bistro style and there’s a pleasingly unpretentious feel to the place. Well-prepared, seasonally changing dishes – try the goose rillettes with redcurrants in the winter – have a similarly unfussy style and good depth of flavour." - Michelin Inspector

"We love London. No really, we do. That being said, approximately three bites into Wild Flor’s glazed pig cheek pappardelle, we were willing to ghost the capital, set our Oyster card on fire, and start talking shit about our ex, Big Ben (just a big clock really, isn’t it?). Such is the delicious power of the refined yet entirely inventive dishes at this truly memorable seasonal wine bar and restaurant in Hove.  It’s just a ten-minute drive from the pier, or you can go for a scenic 30-minute walk along the seafront. We promise the brief excursion is entirely worth it.  The long drinks list is an instant crowd-pleaser and includes aged wines at good value, as well as a negroni that will convince you that missing the last train isn’t such a bad shout if you can stay in their moody dining room forever. " - Heidi Lauth Beasley