Inevitably any list recommending somewhere to take someone one cares about is forced to rely on a series of assumptions about readers and intended guests, be they first dates, old flames, big groups or, well, mum and dad.
For this, I can only apologise: I know parents are people too — as individual as anyone else, I’m told — and that they are not all in need of a restaurant that isn’t too loud, too dark, too experimental or experiential or, God forbid, far away from the centre of town.
