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Grumbles - Georgian House Hotel London

After more than 50 years in the area, Grumbles is the go-to restaurant in Pimlico for British dishes with a classic French twist.

The restaurant has a local bistro feel and is filled with rustic wooden booths, Parisian street signs and illustrious history.

Top tip: Make sure you book in advance when taking a trip to Grumbles to avoid having to wait for your table.

Grumbles, 35 Churton Street, Pimlico, London SW1V | CWR

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Grumbles is one of the longest standing restaurants in Pimlico.

Inside the restaurant has touches of rustic charm, with intimate wooden booths and wooden wall panelling, accented by French street signs, portraits, and other traditional bistro style details.

The menu includes a variety of delicious red meat and fish dishes, as well as tasty salads and pastas.

Sample Moroccan lamb tagine with sweet potato, flaked almonds and raita or a Grumbles salad with broad beans, French beans and confit tomato with grilled chicken or halloumi and a mustard dressing.

Grumbles is popular with the pre-theatre crowd, looking for delicious eats on a budget: the early dinner set menu (served between 6pm and 7pm) costs just £10.75 for two courses and £13.25 for three courses.

The Queens Arms - London Restaurant Reviews | Hardens

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On the former site of the Page in Pimlico (RIP), the first gastropub at the 'wrong' (Eastern) end of the area; its cuisine is not ambitious, but this is a notably friendly place which has found an instant following in a part of town that's remarkably under-served.

Pimlico - especially the Victoria, rather than the Sloane Square end - really is the restaurant world that time forgot.

This is the part of town that houses the likes of Grumbles (the English bistro in business since 1964) and Pomegranates (Patrick Gwynn-Jones's eclectic basement restaurant, established some time in the '70s), but where it sometimes seems not much has happened ever since.

What the area has most particularly lacked in recent times is a gastopub.

The former Page in Pimlico has now been elegantly (but not extravagantly) revamped, and relaunched as such.

Grumbles, Churton Street. Online Booking, London | Restaurants ...

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After thirty years Jeremy Friend handed over the helm to Charles Tidman who has thankfully kept it on the same track.

The menu is traditional British with choices like lamb cutlets, liver and bacon plus a proper roast lunch till 4pm on Sundays.

It doesn't get much more British than that.

The decor is as no-nonsense as the food; no frills and none of your new-fangled designer interiors, thank you.

Just the same decor since the sixties - well, it works.

Grumbles, 35 Churton Street, Pimlico, London, SW1V 2LT - English ...

Hunan, London SW1 – restaurant review | Marina O'Loughlin | Life ...

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For at Hunan, Mr Peng's venerable Chinese restaurant in the rarefied environs of Pimlico Road, where it rubs shoulders with eye-wateringly expensive galleries and antiques shops for people who have to buy their own taste, you're not allowed to do much deciding.

I endured it, hypnotised by the allure of Mr Peng's kitchen from whence issued a seemingly unending stream of small, vastly flavoured dishes – a curious mix of Taiwanese and Cantonese with touches of Hunan and Guangdong: sharp and savoury, shimmering with chilli heat, but not so much of the Hunanese trademark ma-la ("hot and numbing", usually from Sichuan peppercorns).

Some dishes were constants – green beans in the lightest, frilliest batter, scattered with garlic and chilli ("chips", Mr Peng called them), as addictive as crisp bacon; a sultry pigeon soup served in a bamboo beaker.

The plain room has had the merest hint of a spruce-up, but the deal is still the same: wave after wave of tiny dishes, just a mouthful or two in each, about 15 or so, I'd guess.

– rustling in their self-raising flour batter like autumn leaves, as exquisite as they ever were; chunks of pickled, chilli-smacked cucumber; the thinnest, slinkiest slices of chicken breast wrapped around perfectly fresh, almost crunchy asparagus in a delicate sauce fragrant with ginger and Shaoxing wine.

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