My favourite restaurant in London is Hélène Darroze at The Connaught. I’ve never had a bad meal there. As for the rest of the world? Right now, it’s Da Adolfo in Positano. Think simple and cheap Italian bites with views of the sparkling Med.
It’s controversial, but I don’t go to pubs. The last time I stepped into one was about two years ago in Primrose Hill and that was to eat a Sunday roast I really didn’t want.
I always get my coffee at two places: Fork on Marchmont Street in Bloomsbury and Briki, a lovely little indie spot in Exmouth Market.
For date night, you can’t beat a walk along the Thames, coffee or drink in hand. If it’s going well, you can keep on walking, but if it’s heading in the wrong direction, there are bus stops, tube stations and endless escape routes aplenty.
London’s best bar is The Connaught Bar, of course.
Believe it or not, I’ve only just started exploring the UK. I visited Scotland for the first time last year and stayed at The Torridon deep in the Scottish Highlands. The place is the epitome of total escapism and a reality so very different from what you would find elsewhere in the country. It’s barren and desolate, (in a beautiful way) and so quiet. I also fell in love with The Fife Arms. It’s expensive, but for what you get – world-class art, dreamy set-style digs, excellent food and a slice of wellness meets wilderness – the price is worth it.
The best room service can be found at Aman Venice. I requested mint tea at midnight once and it was delivered to my room in about two minutes.