Opened in 1926, once a brothel, once the home of Karl Marx (the Das Kapital one – not Groucho, Harpo or Chico), once owned by Marco Pierre White and Damien Hirst (now that’s a duo to be reckoned with) and a place where I dined with Miss Norway in 1972 (50 years ago!) and we closed the joint at 2am. The Grande Dame of Soho – Quo Vadis – is still going strong.
was staying 100 metres away at Kettner’s Soho House this week and was lucky enough to snare the last available table.
The classic smoked eel sandwich, pie of the day (kid goat) a true pie deluxe, fegato alla veneziana, roast partridge, salted mallard, sardines – helmed by the eccentric, brilliant chef Jeremy Lee.
Golden memories. Golden Age. Great private club and bar upstairs.
Those were the days my friend
I thought they’d never end.
KR
