5 /5 Lulu Fontaine: Cloth – A London Gem of Intimate Magic
From the moment I stepped into Cloth, I was completely enamored. Intimate, romantic, magical were the first words that came to mind. Dining solo that evening, I immediately missed my boyfriend — this was a space made for lingering glances and whispered conversations.
White tablecloths, real candles, and soft, flattering light (the kind that sets the mood but still lets you read the menu) gave the room a quietly seductive energy. I was seated at a cozy two-top with a perfect view of the restaurant — the kind of vantage point that lets you take it all in while still feeling tucked away.
My server greeted me with genuine warmth — the sort you notice him extending to every guest. As the night grew busier, the staff remained attentive without hovering, striking that rare balance of presence and space.
I began with the beef tartare with bone marrow butter — a dish that will truly haunt me in the best way. Silky, decadent, paired with buttery toasted bread — absolutely mind-blowing. I sipped a glass of Pinot Noir and let the whole scene unfold around me.
Next came the smoky pork chop with lentils and lardons, accompanied by a salad of bitter greens, shaved apple, and candied walnuts — a perfect interplay of richness and brightness. The pork had a beautiful crust and deep, smoky flavor. I usually prefer mine with just a blush of pink, but the hearty lentils and lardons added so much richness and juiciness, it felt just right.
I finished with the cheese plate and another glass of wine, slowing down to savor every last bite and every flicker of candlelight.
I’ll definitely be back — next time, with my Love.
Between the professional, knowledgeable staff, the enchanting atmosphere, and an inventive yet cohesive menu, Cloth is truly another London gem. ✨