Let us start by saying the food at this JBR venue is worthy of applause – experimental combinations almost always deliver, and the selection of fresh pastas are so good you’ll find yourself considering dating the chef in order to gain intimate access to the hand-rolled wholewheat spaghetti. Sadly, there are elements that dull the palate, namely lacklustre service and the fact that the rich purple interiors and romantic aspirations are marred by a location on the podium level of JBR, meaning the ‘view’ is of people in their togs walking from A to B. That said, highlights like the tangy and moreish salami spaghetti and the gorgeous tuna tartar that inventively presents egg in three textures make up for many of the faults.