With its tapestry, pendant lamps, communal table, russet tones and wine bottles in a row, this smoky salon feels like the apartment you always wanted, with one key difference: nobody in their right mind cooks this stuff at home.
Start with a round of fried honey bread loaded with peppery mayo and smoked fish − perhaps trout − then crudites and herb-flecked fresh cheese akin to Boursin. Silky veloute laps delicate slices of seared swordfish, while the skin of your poussin is scorched to deep caramel. Brown butter choc-chip ice-cream channels cookie dough; you’ll want to take it home, but you’re better off enjoying it over a round of sticky toffee cake.
Young professionals swing by for snacks and wine, while groups of friends come together for meals that feel more like dinner parties (book a window table if you’re the latter). Clover’s ready for anything.
Good to know: Hold court in the all-weather ivy-trimmed courtyard for a long Sunday lunch with the $65 set menu.
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