Soho House

Soho House

Soho House 76 Dean Street is a members’ club in London's Soho, located in a Grade II-listed Georgian Townhouse. See website for more details »

Soho House 76 Dean Street | Members Club in London

http://www.sohohousedeanstreet.com

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Dean Street Townhouse | Restaurant & Hotel in London

Dean Street Townhouse, London, restaurant review

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Price Three courses (inc grouse) with wine: about £75 per head I am a townie; and every single one of us is, frankly, quite pathetic.

Great news for restaurants, of course, because now they can bang up even further the customarily blinding price that punters seem eager to pay: down south, if you find a grouse with all the trimmings for under £30, you’re doing rather well.

Many of these will be devoured in gentlemen’s clubs: I have, in my time, enjoyed excellent grouse in the Garrick, White’s and the Athenaeum.

The first sight of the gorgeous little thing, plump and roasted to a raw umber colour, is always worthy of a gasp – and our brace looked magnificent.

As did the orgy of traditional accompaniment: bread sauce (essential), game chips (crisps that look like little waffles), the liver made into a paté, and of course the gravy.

Kettner's Townhouse Hotel Review Soho House - olive magazine

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In its latest incarnation the design-focused Soho House Group has bought and spruced up this Georgian building, playing on its 1920s heyday in opening an all-day French brasserie, Champagne bar and 33 glamorous hotel rooms.

Each room is unique with individual touches such as Art Nouveau chandeliers, original fireplaces and floorboards, old-school newspaper racks, marble-topped mahogany counters and vintage bookshelves; re-read Enid Blyton’s Secret Seven or get stuck into an Agatha Christie on a squishy leather armchair, or burnt orange velvet chaise longue.

Kettner’s Townhouse celebrates its past as a champagne bar – glide into the late-night lounge and sit at the marble-topped walnut bar under red lampshades to enjoy flutes, coupes and cocktails of R de Ruinart, Krug, Bollinger and more (read our expert guide to Champagne here).

Save room for the chocolate mousse slice, with a light, crisp feuilletine base, rich chocolate mousse centre and dark chocolate flakes on top, served with fragrant pistachio ice cream.

Soho House has breakfast drinks sorted, with its own pre-bottled “house press” juices for zingy pick-me-ups (the “citrus” bottle packed with orange, grapefruit, lemon, turmeric and cayenne pepper will blast away any sign of a cold) and dairy-free shakes (try the matcha tea, pistachio, cashew and vanilla shake with coconut oil, dates and a touch of Himalayan salt).

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Soho House | Dean Street Townhouse

An all-day dining room in the heart of Soho, Dean Street Townhouse serves a weekly changing menu of British food, sourced locally from producers within the UK and Ireland.

There is a terrace on Dean Street and a bar serving classic rocks, highballs and house tonics until late.

Café Monico: Rowley Leigh joins forces with Soho House to create ...

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1987, the year Marco Pierre White’s Harveys, Simon Hopkinson’s Bibendum, Ruth Rogers’s and Rose Gray’s River Café and Rowley Leigh’s Kensington Place all opened.”

A man I admire and shyly love, who also came of age in 1971, is collaborating with Soho House in the creation of Café Monico in Shaftesbury Avenue, not far from the original restaurant of that name on Piccadilly Circus owned by Giacamo and Battista Monico.

The all-day brasserie menu at Café Monico is a beau ideal of an Italo-French list, with wide appeal, luxury as birthright, enough reassurance but also a dash of daring.

We get a kick out of intrepidly spiced pineapple topped with vanilla ice cream plus batons of pain perdu (eggy bread) in custard and the Coupe Pavlova with meringue, crème Chantilly, strawberry sauce and passion fruit could have been created deliberately to exemplify indulgence.

Indeed, the women in black dresses with little white pinnies, their hair in high swishing ponytails, could effectively furnish a Victorian fantasy about the appeal of dressage.

Dean Street Townhouse, London, restaurant review

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drinks   value   food  

Price Three courses (inc grouse) with wine: about £75 per head I am a townie; and every single one of us is, frankly, quite pathetic.

Great news for restaurants, of course, because now they can bang up even further the customarily blinding price that punters seem eager to pay: down south, if you find a grouse with all the trimmings for under £30, you’re doing rather well.

Many of these will be devoured in gentlemen’s clubs: I have, in my time, enjoyed excellent grouse in the Garrick, White’s and the Athenaeum.

The first sight of the gorgeous little thing, plump and roasted to a raw umber colour, is always worthy of a gasp – and our brace looked magnificent.

As did the orgy of traditional accompaniment: bread sauce (essential), game chips (crisps that look like little waffles), the liver made into a paté, and of course the gravy.

The Ned, London EC2: 'It's Harrods food hall crossed with Vegas ...

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This extraordinary development – 252-bedroom hotel, nine restaurants, roof terrace bar, two pools, a spa – comes from Soho House & Co with US boutique hotel group Sydell (NoMad, Saguaro).

My task is to eat at every restaurant from breakfast to late night; one that, after two days in the place, starts to feel more than a little Sisyphean.

Little lamb chops are almost identical to and every bit as good as those served at Sexy Fish – make of that what you will.

Thank God for a bit of a reprieve on discovering that the Nickel Bar (“time-honoured American staples”) hasn’t started serving food as yet, so we content ourselves with a “Nedgroni”, an ill-advised riff on the classic rendered sickly with, I think, rose syrup.

After my first day of virtually living at The Ned, a certain institutionalisation sets in: the perfect temperature, the lovely staff (lord knows what’ll happen post-Brexit: there’s hardly a British voice), the unmistakable beauty.

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