This izakaya will skew your idea of what raw fish should taste like, in the best way. Go if you like fatty tuna-induced silence, small plates, big feelings, and no personal space.

A sexy hideout for people whose face card never declines. Go if you like the glamour of The Dover, nabbing an ‘It Table’, getting white tablecloths messy, and New York-cool (but not in a Disneyfied way).

You'll want to befriend the cool staff, but a glorified Filet-O-Fish steals the show. Go if you like loud tables, louder flavours, and singing ‘Happy Birthday’ to strangers while feeling cooler than you’ve ever felt before.

At this ‘casual’ sushi bar, dropping £100+ on the faultless nigiri is a given. Go if you like scallops that glisten like they're posing for a Rhode advert, and judging the Notting Hill set’s outfits while holding a £7 eel nigiri.

At Folde, vegetables are exciting and we can stop searching for the best banana bread. Go if you like the romance of side-by-side seating, Bubala, and brunch spots that you want to come back to for dinner.

Study the menu, eat through Spain’s regions, and squeal like a pig at this classy spot. Go if you like perfectionist chef personalities and a menu that has new discoveries on every visit.

An irresistible afterparty energy makes the Italian food feel like a bonus. Go if you like dim lighting and low-rise jeans, and feeling like you’re at a house party, except with food.

A fun, welcoming neighbourhood hangout where the drinks are strong and the bird is king. Go if you like not having to make decisions (the menu is basically chicken, potato in various forms, and sauces), Cher, and Talking Heads.

The cult restaurant’s resurrection puts its creative Thai cooking front and centre. Go if you like sitting at the counter and breathing in chilli in the air.

At this fun-loving spot, the room glows red and the bánh mì hits day and night. Go if you like Donia and a forearm-sized pork belly bánh mì for lunch.

Woo and spoil people you really like at this sleek Itameshi bar. Go if you like the pastas and buzz at Nina but don’t want to fret over what to wear, getting one of the city’s hottest tables, and chef’s counters.

Frozen dairy magic at the gelato parlour of your childhood daydreams. Go if you like The Dreamery and trading weekend pilgrimages to cult bakeries for IYKYK gelato marathons.

The handmade noodles are essential at this cynicism-melting BYOB family affair. Go if you like saying “Singburi’s changed” just because it isn’t BYOB anymore, and peaceful meals that revolve around forming parasocial relationships with charming London restaurant families.

A low-key spot that puts the argument that London doesn’t have good Mexican food to bed. Go if you like more than just tacos, Sonora Taquería, and a beer with your panucho.