Prezzo Windsor

You're walking down Thames Street, that pleasant stretch between the bridge and the town centre, and Prezzo's there doing exactly what it does across the country—feeding people properly without pretence. The room's done out in warm terracotta and exposed brick, nothing fancy, just comfortable enough that you'll linger over a second glass of Pinot Grigio. It's the kind of place where your nan's happy, your mates want to grab a table, and nobody's stressed about whether their carbonara is "authentic enough." The kitchen knows its lane: decent fresh pasta, wood-fired pizzas that actually have some char on them, and they don't mess about with the classics.