Contact: 020 3056 1001; downtownmayfair.com Three courses with (least outrageously priced) wine and coffee: about £125 per head
There are several reasons to loathe the subject of today’s review, and to these we shall come in due course. But first and foremost among them is this: it has left me forever unable to listen to a previously beloved piece of bubblegum pop, as recorded in 1964 by Petula Clark.
Come on everybody, all together now: “When you’re alone and life is making you lonely/You can always go (doo doo doo doo doooo)… downtown … When you’ve got worries, all the noise and the hurry/Seems to help, I know (doo doo doo doo doooo)… downtown.”
There was little noise and less hurry on show when I joined my new friends Ruth and Paul at the sepulchral and egregiously named Downtown Mayfair, in a charmless, lifeless alley between Regent Street and Savile Row. Beautifully tailored for a more-money-than-sense market though its owners may imagine it to be, London’s burgeoning army of eurozone-fleeing rich Italians had stayed away. And small wonder when, rather than slake existing worries as Pet promised, this Downtown adds such new ones as the quest for a vaguely affordable wine.
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