Besha Rodell treats herself at this gleaming, glamorous hotel restaurant in a former Rolls-Royce dealership.

If an Eton Mess and a Knickerbocker Glory had a baby, it would be the fruity, creamy, meringue monster that is Palette’s ...

The bistro’s patio, when weather permits, offers a prime spot for people-watching while pretending you’re actually on a Parisian sidewalk – a harmless self-deception supported by the occasional waft ...