Age: A few years.
Where exactly is it? Right on the tip of Regent’s Place, a skip away from Great Portland Street Station.
So what’s it like? The office worker-oriented bar is rammed from, ooh, 5:03pm onwards. Teeming with cheery conversations from folks in suits, a mild house soundtrack plays in the background, while top buttons undo and ties loosen as the evening progresses.
Is it too busy post-5pm? No, because the space is huge: the front’s got a booth-filled outside area, perfect for summer, while there’s an impressive secret garden, lined with birch trees outback. There’s plenty of room to find some tranquillity.
What should I order? Nab a veggie sharing plate (£14.50) to nibble on alongside your pint. Piled high with juicy hunks of sweet potato drizzled in a spicy mayo, nestled against bite-sized chunks of deep fried halloumi and slightly charred quesadilla. There’s also a pot of oil-drizzled mellow hummus for dunking a generous portion of (granted, a little on the dry-side) falafel.
Anything meatier? The tender calamari comes in an air-light batter, whilst lightly crumbed croquettes are jam-packed with moist shreds of slow-cooked pork.
The interior: Discuss. The warehouse-style space comes with lengthy wooden sharing tables, giving it the warmth of a German beer hall. A nice touch is the huge projector with jellyfish bobbing around a cyber-tank, which makes it feel like you’re boozing in the lair of a James Bond villain.
What’s the service like? Friendly, with an impressive aptitude for manoeuvring slates of tapas around hordes of people.
Do say: Where’s the outside terrace?
Don’t say: Are you open at the weekend?
Main image: Laura Evans