Tucked down a side street with barely a sign to announce it, The Copper Kettle turned out to be one of those places you’re glad you stumbled into. The pan-seared sea bass was the standout — perfectly crisp skin, a bright citrus butter sauce, and vegetables that hadn’t been boiled into submission. Portions were generous without tipping into excess.

At around £28 a head for a main and a starter, it isn’t cheap, but given the quality of ingredients and the care in the plating, it felt fair rather than inflated. You’re paying for the experience as much as the food, and both delivered.

The atmosphere does a lot of heavy lifting: exposed brick, low copper lighting, and just enough ambient chatter to feel lively without drowning out conversation. It’s the kind of spot that works equally well for a first date or a catch-up with old friends.

Staff were attentive without hovering — quick to refill water, happy to explain the specials in detail, and never once made us feel rushed even as the place filled up. A small hiccup with a delayed dessert order was handled graciously, with a complimentary coffee to make up for the wait.

Not the cheapest night out, but a memorable one — I’d go back.