Tea Room sits discreetly beneath Bun House on a storied corner of Compton Street in Soho. Its arrival just might sound the death knell for the minimalist bar trend; this is a cellar of truly divine decadence. Everything from the green neon-soaked upholstery, to the vintage sound system, has an opulent swagger and the cocktail list follows suit. We saved ourselves a soggy smoking break upstairs and ordered the Cigarette & Palm followed by a Dates & Barley, once the smoke had cleared. Everything we tasted was bright and unexpected, balanced with an earthiness, pairing perfectly with the charred nibbles we sampled off the food menu. From the unabashed regal surroundings to the tobacco-drenched liqueur, Tea Room achieved the most amazing feat of all; it gave a jaded Londoner a taste of the unexpected.
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