Lutz Strangemann, owner of a quartet of Berlin boutique hotels, has secured a prime Soho spot for Mimi’s, his first London townhouse hotel. Henson’s, its ground-floor bar, is a relatively placid spot (intrusive muzak aside) with café tables on to Frith Street. Inside the clubby, oak-panelled lounge (kept toasty by a blazing fire), you can pore over a compelling drinks list. Cocktails are high-calibre concoctions, their cost not deadly by hotel standards. Signatures stack up well: the likes of Mimi’nchia (an Aperol lime and black peppercorn Gin Sour) and a twisted Paloma (with mezcal and sweet vermouth as well as Tequila). Equally appealing are the old timers (De la Louisiane, Last Word) and modern classics (Trident, a Seattle tribute to the Negroni that comprises aquavit, amontillado sherry, Cynar and bitters). Snacks are less inspiring, with only plump green olives or croque monsieur available when we visit – something to be addressed.