Our riad recommended this as a London prices restaurant but somewhere the belly dancing isn’t twee. Don’t arrive before 9pm as the place is dead until about 9:30 and the belly dancers start their stuff about 10:30. Good food and a great espresso martini (not offered on arrival but if you ask for the restaurant menu and look at after-dinner cocktails – they are there as their espress-tini). Would I do it again? Probably not given some of the other places we found, but it was a fun night out.
Funniest thing – autocorrect wants comptoir to be vomiting … which it isn’t
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