Sarastro

Walking into Sarastro feels like stepping into a maximalist fever dream—think velvet booths, heavy drapes, and enough gold leaf to make your eyes water. It's basically what would happen if an opera house and a restaurant had a very glamorous baby, and honestly, it shouldn't work but it absolutely does. The Mediterranean menu doesn't take itself too seriously either, serving up proper wood-fired pizzas, fresh pasta, and grilled fish that justify the theatre rather than getting overshadowed by it. You're in Covent Garden, so expect it to be busy and a bit chaotic, but that's entirely part of the charm—this is where you take someone if you want dinner to feel like an event, not just, well, dinner.