When in Soho, go where those in the know go to Café Boheme. The outdoor seats are always packed with well-heeled types drinking Aperol spritz and people watching, so you’d be wise to book a table. On a Friday night the restaurant is loud and bustling with efficient service from the chic black and white clad staff and the patrons are a mix of tourists who can’t believe their luck, the theatre crowd and of course, me. Continue reading
