We found ourselves at Parlour on last Saturday for lunch.
It is divine.
Dillon ordered the fish and chips.
I was tickled with the presentation.
A little frying basket for the fish and chips, mayo, vinegar and a squeeze of lemon wrapped in cloth, all sitting on a wooden chopping board.
(Once empty, Matilda used the little frying basket as an air guitar.)
Tom had a small skillet of bangers and mash.
Who ever designed this restaurant is a genius.
A wonderful mix of furniture, and this giant chandelier made of kitchen utensils.
There were so many little quirky elements within the restaurant.
I felt like I was in New York.
Hanging cocoons to chill in.
There were little teacups placed in the nooks where the lights are.
The loveliest wallpaper I have ever seen.
Silver with botanical etchings on it. I have to find out where this is from.
If I was ever brave enough to have a tattoo, I would start here for inspiration.
I would have peonies, mixed with other flora and twirling leaves cascading from my shoulder down the top of my arm.
I shall keep dreaming...
Even the ladies was glam.
If you are ever in Canary Wharf, spend a few hours here, you will love it.