I've always been a bit wary of hotel bars and restaurants. For a start, there's the undeniable fact that they always look like they're built to house people several hundred pay grades above my wildest dreams; their swinging chandeliers and pristine tablecloths just scream "unworthy" at me, and the lighting is always so sumptuously dimmed that it feels like I owe them money just for using it to see. And we can't leave out the whole "Shining" factor, either. Those bartenders never seem to leave their posts....
So let us clap our hands together and be thankful for Chat's then; instead of being greeted by a pair of discerning nostrils and two beady, judgemental eyes, Chat's favours a more "come seat yourself down and we'll sort you out" approach to service. Sure, it may lower the perceived standard of service in the place, but then anyone who thinks you need a maitre d' at 3pm in order to "keep out the ruffians" should be sent right back to the Dickens' novel from whence they came.
The outdoor area is especially lovely, but unfortunately suffers from opening onto one of the major bus routes onto the city and the back end of the library. The charming views of city smog and service entrances do not do this place justice.
In short, if you're looking for a slightly classier lunch but can't be bothered with all the pretension that normally comes with that desire, Chat's is the place. read more