"Until 1am on Friday and Saturday Your flat smells of damp, your roommate left their underwear on the shower rail again, and you’re going to be renting for the rest… of… your… life. When London life gets you down, remember that you can get a posh sausage roll, or eat ham, egg, and chips with proper silverware, while reclining in Scrooge McDuck’s own armchair past midnight in Soho. Dean Street Townhouse is a go-to for British comfort food that always hits the spot, served in an upmarket but relaxed restaurant." - jake missing, sinead cranna
Rob Greig