Café Boheme is a deliciously quaint French brasserie and bar on Old Compton Street in Soho. It has those foldable front facades which open the restaurant onto the street – perfect for this surprisingly sunny, shower-free summer weather. Five of us squeezed around a table on the absolute fringe of the restaurant and the street, just behind the brilliant guitarists whose bluesy riffs, like the pied piper, had guided us there in the first place. This eatery has oodles of charm and ambience.
Having tanked up on possibly the best kababs in town at Kian Samyani’s Berenjak (@berenjaklondon) around the corner on Romilly street, we ate nothing at Café Boheme. But we drank quite a bit. Lager at first (gotta wash them kababs down with something) but then we switched to Ford’s gin as the blues got the better of us. Service? Super! In fact, our severely overcrowded table found the staff friendly, foreign and attentive. I cannot think of an afternoon I have enjoyed more than this in a long, long time. If you are in Soho, seek this place out. You won’t be disappointed.
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