Forty seats among lemon trees and ferns. Everything on the plate grew within a short walk of the table.
Reserve a tableBeds line the glass walls. The kitchen walks out each afternoon with scissors and a basket and writes the menu on the way back.
Sorrel, curd, wild garlic.
Warm leaves, basil, olive.
Brown butter, sage, seeds.
Fennel, bitter leaves, honey.
Tables by the lemon trees go first. Book ahead.
Reserve a table