Cacciari's South Kensington

First time having lunch with friends immediately fell in love with the atmosphere/setting. Your attire is what you decide, casual or formal this place fits both. Service was almost immediate staff were professional food for the time of day was presented beautifully and taste matched and dessert was OMG. I'll definitely be back

10/5 stars. The best meal of my life and I don't say that lightly, I had the beef fillet and the spinach salad it was phenomenal. The waitress went above and beyond with our table. The food was well presented and decently portioned. The toilets need a special mention because they were lovely and quirky (although not wheelchair accessible) again I can't thank the wonderful staff enough.

Visited at a off hour and sat at a table on the sidewalk. The Burrata was the best I have ever had, firm shell with a cool creamy not watery filling. Prosciutto was slightly sweet. A meal by itself, perfect portion for two as an appetizer. I had tortellini in a butter and sage sauce. Tortellini were perfectly Al dente and the sauce ce was creamy and flavorful and slightly reminiscent of a Ticino fondue. I had two glasses of Vermentino. My only criticism is the pours could have been more generous. House sparkling water is pretty good too.

Cozy little Italian in South Kensington that specialises in Bolognian cuisine. Food was good all around. Cacio e pepe was served in a pecorino wheel, a first for me. The pasta was cooked perfectly with the ratio of pepper and pecorino cheese being just right. But being in South Kensington, the menu prices are on the slightly higher side. 9/10, can't go wrong with Italian.

We just arrived to our table and I could hear the gentleman two tables away from us strongly complaining about something in his food. I though, well this doesn’t give us a good insight for our upcoming experience… but I was wrong, the food here is very good, I had a fettuccine porcini and wild mushroom, my wife had a grilled salmon with olive sauce, we both were pleased with the experience. Piadina, which I would call an Italian taco (I freely took the name, sorry Italians). The gentleman left before I could tell him that he was wrong… wait a minute, it is not my job… yes, I will return here…