The fit-out for Fumo at Selfridges is said to be one million sterling. A crazy amount of money for any restaurant, but a particularly obscene sum given (and yes, the clue is in the name) that it is within the confines of a shop. When I initially heard the plans, I thought the owner had lost his marbles. And now that I’ve sat inside the fourth floor restaurant, it is clear that someone else has found them and sold them back to him at a massive profit. It is a mass of polished calacatta, the kind that I sell for a day job and wonder who is buying it at the sort of money it commands. Answer: Here. It smells of money. Of high heels with coloured soles, of oversized handbags with padlocks, and of perfume made from the tears of Romany gypsies. I may have made the last bit up. Even the tables are thick marble, ours a large disc in the centre of the room big enough for six big gents and six bigger egos.
Absolutely divine every time I go there! Food and atmosphere is great.
Service is great
The bar is wonderful
Great for romantic meals or birthdays
The sister company to San Carlo so already came in with high expectations. The food was absolutely exquisite, really made me want to chew my food slowly to saviour every bite and let me tastebuds take it all in. The lamb chops in particular was great. I would however request for bigger portions, I know they are tapas style, but some were tapas children size...
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