From the moment you swivel through the famous rotating doors of Claridges the luxury begins. Polished black and white marble floors, Lalique glass, vast chandeliers all tied together with plenty of charm.
I was fortunate enough to have been taken to dinner on my birthday to Fera at Claridges. The Michelin starred molecular wonderland. We had some drinks in the old cigar room which is now a dark and rich secluded bar followed by the tasting menu (which seemed to go on forever in a good way) and I enjoyed every sip and each mouthful, oh and I received a birthday card from the chef Simon Rogan who runs the kitchen with flair and aplomb. I will let the pictures do the talking and offer no more words except if you have a chance – go!