When the name of your bar translates as the dog’s bollocks, you know you’re in for some kick-ass drinks.   Les Couilles du Chien delivers them with style in the heart of Soho.

It looks like a club, it feels like a club, but West Thirty Six is that rare thing, a public restaurant with all the intimate ambience of a private club.
The fact it’s in Golborne Road is both a blessing and a curse. For those in the know, this is a charming and happening west London thoroughfare which has undergone massive gentrification in the past decade. 

Bandol London restaurant is what lovers of Provence have been waiting for – a restaurant which showcases the food of that region, under-represented in UK restaurants, and many of the lovely wines for which the South of France is regaining  a reputation.   It would be nice if it also looked the part, but despite the token olive tree, this casual restaurant off the Fulham Road is a little hard-edged with its copper bar and trimmings, though the three semi-circular booths are comfy, while private parties have the slightly surreal option of a pair of mesh-walled cages.

“Your room or mine?” Carla asks me straight out, in the middle of the Langham London’s Artesian. I make a mental note to test her other preferences as soon as humanly possible before succumbing to her proposal. Well let’s be honest, how can you resist 15 year old Glenfiddich, Becherovka and Pineau des Charentes served in a furry cup?.

Sausage and gherkins come more readily to mind than gastronomic delights as stereotypes of Polish food, but Ognisko is forcing diners to reconsider their perceptions.