I started writing about restaurants at the worst of all times, in 2020, as a reaction to my grief at the closure of all restaurants, bars, pubs and anything else fun. In those bleak days all I had was the nostalgic memory of the joys of eating out.
No white tablecloths. No ego on a plate. Just a mural covered doorway on Euston Road, the hum of the open kitchen, and the quiet confidence of a chef who has nothing left to prove.
From a Scandi spot in New York to British nostalgia in Monte Carlo, these are the best new restaurants to visit this month
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