This intimate restaurant is a tight squeeze, but nonetheless cosy and comfortable, with warm pendant lighting and plush cerulean banquets. It’s a lively place, so if you are looking for peace and quiet, maybe dining in the beating heart of bustling Soho isn’t for you.
Servers are friendly and efficient, presenting dishes and drinks with a flourish. Speaking of, the Coconut and Pineapple Cooler was creamy and smooth, while the bright, tart Ramble was a perfect refresher for a summer evening in London.
64 Old Compton Street’s menu boasts fried squid and zucchini for a light and crunchy starter, but it is the pork and beef meatballs that stand out: juicy and flavourful in a rich tomato and basil sauce which strikes the right balance between sweet and acidic. A final dusting of cheese creates a delicious crust around the edge of the dish - our spoons battle over the last one.
The home-made beef lasagne is surprisingly light for a substantially-sized dish, and a bowl of pappardelle ragu saw tender chunks of beef atop freshly made in-house pasta. While no match for the meatballs, they still went down easy, with just enough room for dessert. The pistachio tiramisu wasn’t overwhelmingly sweet, which many desserts tend to fall victim to, and the vegan chocolate fondant with vanilla ice cream was cautiously decadent.
64 Old Compton Street doesn’t exactly serve dinner on a budget, with starters averaging around £12, but for a satisfying three-course meal, it won’t break the bank. And the atmosphere is vibrant and high-spirited, matching the energy of Soho.
Italian food is hard to screw up, but difficult to master, although we’d argue that 64 Old Compton Street sits comfortably on the latter end of that scale. Regardless, we’d hop back in a heartbeat for the meatballs alone.