I was invited to this restaurant off Kensington High Street.
I like a set weekday menu which is affordable and sensible as the restaurant was not full.
All very delicious.
The service was professional and friendly without being intrusive or over familiar; the seating was comfortable.
My only gripe – and I cannot hold Kitchen 8 responsible – was a loud-mouthed gentleman holding forth on an adjoining table. He mentioned one person I knew. I’m always amazed how indiscreet a diner can be.
All in all an excellent gastronomic experience and, with one glass of wine each, my friend would have had change from £100.
Once it was where deals were done, women seduced, the chaps met, but times have changed.
You do the gym – if at all – or have a water and healthy option at your computer. I think this detracts from life.
I yearn for Langan’s in the 70s, the Ivy in the 80s where things happened for a gel like me!!!