Delrios
It may be Sicilian and it may be in the basement, away from windows and witnesses, but who cares if they're made from horse's heads, the meatballs are worth the risk alone. Undoubtedly one of the most authentic Italians in the city, the staff have that air of 'don't really give a shit' about them whilst being polite and charming, which I know is an oxymoron but they pull it off with typical Mediterranean aplomb. Along with the fantastic food – including a really good fish selection – there's a sort of catacomb feel about it, and the nooks and crannies are perfect for wining and dining the bella donna in your life.

