Where To Go When You Want To Get Dressed Up - London - The Infatuation
"Every time someone turns up to Bob Bob Ricard in trainers, a tiny diamante-encrusted angel loses its wings. Probably. This Russian-meets-British restaurant in Soho looks like a swish train carriage with royal blue leather and enough shiny detailing to match the actual sun. On top of its ‘press for champagne’ buttons, an excellent beef wellington, and a whole lot of caviar, this place also has plenty of flashy background potential for selfies that’ll make you look like a distant relation of the Dumas family." - heidi lauth beasley, rianne shlebak
Bob Bob Ricard
