The Prime Minister would like us to head back to the office. And the Chancellor wants us to eat out when we do. Well, this sounds like a challenge, if ever I’ve heard one. Friends — let’s do lunch.
Coronavirus has robbed us of so many of life’s small pleasures. At the same time, squeezed out between spin classes and ‘al desko’ nonsenses, the power lunch as an art form has perished. So, if there’s one thing we can reinvigorate in the “new normal”, surely it’s this grand old institution (tables of six maximum, naturally.)
After all, what’s the point of slogging into work of a morning, masked up and sweating antibodies, if we can’t enjoy a little bit of cote du boeuf and a litre of burgundy come midday? Pret is ready for pasture. EAT has had its chips. (I never went to Abokado, but I assume that’s dunzo, too.) So let’s go big, long, and broker our deals over broken bread. And here, according to some friends who surely agree with us, are the restaurants to head to when we do.
The Wolseley, recommended by Nicholas Coleridge
The Chairman of Condé Nast Britain proposes the grand Piccadilly cafe-restaurant
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