• British• Soho
Bob Bob Ricard has remained an iconic London restaurant since its opening in 2008. Founded by restaurateur Leonid Shutov, it combines the glamour and old-school feel of classic London dining with a food and wine menu that’s immediately likeable.
Food here tends to hover somewhere around modern European, having seen a raft of superb classically trained chefs manning the kitchen since it opened. Most recently, young chef Tom Peters took the mantle from outgoing chef Eric Chavot, and has kept a similar feel, with smart and elegant French and European dishes complemented by classic comfort-food staples like the fish pie and chicken kiev. Though both Bob Bob Ricard and sister site Bob Bob Cité have an expensive reputation, there are actually plenty of bargains on both the food menu and wine list.
If you’ve never been but the phrase “press for champagne” rings a bell, it’s because you’ve heard stories about Bob Bob Ricard from people who have. A button on each booth summons a waiter to take your champagne order, which has become a rite of passage for London diners. Expansive, comfy booths and lots of marble and gold complete the feeling of casual luxury.
The restaurant’s been put together in such a way as to make the entire evening unforgettable, from the over-the-top Art Deco room and completely, unnecessarily opulent food, to all the moneyed-up Londoners and glamourpusses it attracts.
Set into the wall of every booth at Bob Bob Ricard - it is, if you care, named after its owners - is a button marked "Champagne", complete with appropriate icon.
it isn’t snobby: it is absurd, eccentric, and cheekily grinning about it all. Plenty about it is romantic, too: the shining brass, the hideaway booths, the promise of a good time.
The cocktails at Bob Bob Ricard say "we try harder". This Soho restaurant has become the answer, among some of the foodie posse, when asked, "Where shall we eat tonight?". It can be relied upon, I'm told, for good times.
The cocktails at Bob Bob Ricard say "we try harder". This Soho restaurant has become the answer, among some of the foodie posse, when asked, "Where shall we eat tonight?". It can be relied upon, I'm told, for good times.
The only way is Excess at this one-of-a-kind restaurant that’s perfect for off-duty fun. On the menu: British and Russian comfort food, plus lots of Champagne.
Unsurprisingly for a place with that honour, the space itself is jaw-droppingly, next-level glitzy. Elegantly uniformed staff float around the space responding to Champagne summons; gold and brass fittings glimmer in every corner