Heidi Lauth Beasley

3 days ago | theinfatuation.com | Heidi Lauth Beasley |Rianne Shlebak |Daisy Meager |Jake Missing

Lucia’s is the kind of absolute scene that will either fuel a new flame or reignite the flirt appeal of whoever keeps leaving orphan socks on your bathroom floor. It could be vinyl soundtrack, the grapefruit Jarritos palomas, or the taco-ready crowd swarming the courtyard, but there’s a proper frisson in the air at this lively Hackney Wick taqueria. Plus, all expert matchmakers approve of Lucia’s golden couple: the beef barbacoa tacos and an ice-cold bottle of Victoria.

1 week ago | theinfatuation.com | Heidi Lauth Beasley |Jake Missing |Rianne Shlebak |Sinead Cranna

Crisp Pizza W6 paved the way for London’s New York-style pizza coup. Thanks to the gravity-defying slices served from Hammersmith pub The Chancellors, queues formed and W6 became home to London’s best pizza. The huge pies, covered in a rich tomato sauce, the perfect distribution of melted mozzarella, and a generous sprinkling of parmesan, are worth the WhatsApping, texting, or—every Brit’s worst nightmare—ringing to reserve the dough. You don’t reserve a table at Crisp Pizza—you pre-order dough.

2 weeks ago | theinfatuation.com | Jake Missing |David Paw |Heidi Lauth Beasley |Sinead Cranna

Visibility level: A Victorian dungeonSupposedly the oldest wine bar in the city, this Charing Cross cave feels like the scene of a never-to-be-solved crime from the 1800s. The atmosphere is creaking and it should be somewhere an old thesp will regale you, but you’ll more likely overhear someone from Canary Wharf talking about their optimum number of reps. Visibility level: Like the glow of a red light in AmsterdamThe bric-a-brac Kurdish restaurant in Peckham is lit like a femme fatale.

2 weeks ago | theinfatuation.com | Rianne Shlebak |Heidi Lauth Beasley |Jake Missing |Sinead Cranna

Italo’s courtyard set-up makes for the ultimate sun-soaked day-off lunch. Doorstop focaccias filled with goat’s curd and braised leeks are hoovered up by athleisure-clad cyclists, and locals who’ve cracked out the good sunnies lounge for hours. Patchwork totes are filled with Pan Di Stelle biscuits for later, while malted milk ice cream sandwiches are for right now.

3 weeks ago | theinfatuation.com | Heidi Lauth Beasley |Sinead Cranna |Jake Missing |Daisy Meager

Perfect for: posing with moody classics in a secret courtyard Gothic Bar’s terrace feels like an invisibility cloak for habitual champagne sippers and those blessed with superior cheekbones. While the mood inside this hotel bar in King’s Cross is ‘wealthy vampire’s sexy lair’, the terrace is a sophisticated foliage-filled oasis and beyond the towering plants, all of the commuters speed-walking down Euston Road seem blissfully unaware of its existence.