Anita Pati reviews London’s Damn Good Curry supperclub.

A kind of theme bar, McQueen in Shoreditch is named after the craggy actor (“Steve’s” wouldn’t have quite the same effect). Style wise, we’re talking tobacco-dyed Chesterfields vying with mirrors and gilt to outdo the 70s chic

Janet Watson enjoys a seaside lunch at The Adamson, the St. Andrews brasserie and bar.

Poppy Laking braves late summer sunshine and a speeding Lamborghini to try Arkady Novikov’s newest London venture on one of London’s most famous roads

The quest for the perect burger is a never-ending saga. There’s a really good effort being served up at trendy Rotary Bar & Diner.

The D & D restaurants are all a bit different in style, but all seem to aim at being somewhere to rely on, whether it’s towards the high end at Cog d’Argent or a little bit touristy like the Butlers Wharf Chop House.  Fish Market seems to be swimming right in the middle.

Truffle-loving to the maximum at the rather fine establishment of Tartufo

The Dysart Arms is an old arts and crafts style pub that’s a pub no longer. Like so many it found it couldn’t survive on beer alone and so has changed hands and gone gourmet. A resulting internal refurb suffers a bit from the curse of Farrow & Ball, but they’ve resisted the temptation to paint absolutely everything cream. This means that it doesn’t feel like you’re sitting in branch of Daylesford Organic, a place that sends me into a frenzy of hatred even just thinking about it.

Lucy Self finds herself intoxicated by The Lady Ottoline. She’s just not sure what to call her…

Good old fashioned food done in the American way. Big portions of big meat means that sending Big Marcus to have a look is a rather good fit.