The evening truly begins the moment the menu is pulled away at Asador Bar & Grill, revealing a table heavy with the fire and colour of an Argentinian feast. A colossal bone-in main course rests on a darkened wooden board, still carrying the rich smoke of the asado grill, flanked by little metal cups of sharp chimichurri. Bright tapas plates and fresh salads crowd the edges of the table, sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with a vibrant yellow citrus cocktail catching the low ambient light. There is a palpable energy in this historic dining room at Leicester House, a building where Karl Marx once wrote and Johann Strauss once stayed, now alive with the hum of West End theatregoers. It is a place to simply lose track of time, sharing charred steaks, sweet desserts, and good company long into the London night.
