If I’ve learnt anything over the years (besides when to use learned and learnt) is that life is too short to wait for a special occasion to catch up with good friends. And, when there is reason *cough* a birthday *cough* to celebrate, what more perfect excuse for a leisurely weekday brunch do you need? Especially when Kettner’s Townhouse – a luxury boutique hotel in Soho – has reopened as a sister to the Dean Street Townhouse and was languishing, unvisited by us.
Kettner’s has always reminded me of beautiful classical paintings – a homily to the Rococo style of Jean-Honoré Fragonard, “a style that lauded the charm and beauty of the private moments of the French aristocracy” that embraced lightness and frivolity of the subject matter, with soft, carefree lighting and rosy cheeks abounding freely.
