Decimo

You're standing 120 metres above King's Cross, watching the city sprawl beneath you while picking at jamón that's been aged to silky perfection. Decimo occupies the top floor of a converted Victorian warehouse on Argyle Street, and the vibe is deliberately unpretentious—high ceilings, floor-to-ceiling windows, staff who actually know their stuff without the stiffness. The menu pivots around Spanish ingredients and techniques, but executed with the kind of precision you'd expect from a kitchen that's serious about what it does. It's the sort of place where you'll find yourself lingering over three courses because you genuinely want to understand what you're eating, not because you're trapped at some stuffy tasting menu.