Restaurant St. Barts - (Near City of London, london)

Ahmet Özerli We went there for our 2nd anniversary and it did not disappoint. Really cosy place with great atmosphere and good food. Staff was really friendly and helpful. Prices are decent too. Had a great time there, would recommend.

Martin Popoff Been here today a bit early and had a nice talk with the guy working there. I got the first cut of the day and it was really delicious. The cole slaw also was refreshing. Should fit nice with the chicken schnitzel as well. Will come back here!

David Oliphant Hard to explain how fantastic this restaurant is. It has a welcoming and cosy dining room. The food is amazing, I had halibut with North African vegetables preceded by Ceviche of razor clams. The waiter was tremendous (aside from the funny fact that I never got to see the ‘actual’ wine list). He pointed us to his favourite food and wine and all his recommendations were quite beyond outstanding. One of the best meals I have ever had…. Thank you team Cloth.

Philip Banks Loved this place. Such fabulous selection of creative and imaginative food. Staff so friendly and efficient. Great relaxed modern ambience. Our rescue greyhound chilled there too. A must-go-to place for meeting friends for a coffee or lunch. Thank you Clerkenwell Kitchen!

Neil Davis This is a wonderful Italian restaurant that preserves the traditions of some of my favourite Italian eateries of days gone by - Vitello doro, Topo Gigio, The Florence on Villiers Street.... Hearty Italian food, large plates and excellent service in a happy friendly atmosphere. I ate the largest piece of veal Ive ever seen served with Spaghetti Pomodoro, my two companions had a Tuna Salad and the Merluzzo respectively. As youll see from the photos, my first thoughts were to tuck in before I remembered to get the camera out!! More than simply eating...

Libor Koláčný I arrived at Fare expecting a round pizza. A simple, predictable disc. Instead, they brought me this... this enormous, folded, tomato-bleeding leather pouch. It looked like a giant’s lost slipper. My colleagues laughed. "You’ll never finish that," they whispered, as if I hadnt spent years training for this very moment. Poor fools. I attacked the Calzone like a man with a grudge. Prosciutto, mushrooms, cheese—everything tucked inside like a delicious secret. It was a breeze. In fact, it was so easy I had to jump over and finish my colleagues Quattro Formaggi just to feel something. My stomach was 90% dough, I could barely move, and I’ve never been happier. Top marks.