
When my husband and I got engaged back in 2008, my father took him to the Strand institution for roast beef and A Chat. It was that kind of place. And Jeremy King’s much-vaunted Simpson’s #2 reeks of British nostalgia – prawn cocktail, spotted dick, giant Yorkshire puddings dispensed by servers in toques. Even the guests are a throwback – my neighbor at dinner the other night was Dame Joan Collins.
And the cocktail list, too, feels rather wonderfully like it’s from another, slower age, when lunch began with a stiffene...

















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