It's a restaurant overlooking a motherlovin' lake friends. And we all know that wagyu, wine, and actual love is nothing if not enjoyed beside a large body of water.
Neil Perry's new marble shrine to pasta is ludicrously opulent, and that's what Valentine's Day is all about. NB: Expect to drop a bomb on your crab pasta.
Vue De Monde
There are still a few tables left in the restaurant at the top of the Rialto, but if you can't drop that much cash on dinner, you should at least hit up Lui Bar next door for a sky high cocktail at sundown.
Moon Under Water
Hidden out the back of the Builder's Arms pub is Andrew McConnell's white wonderland. It's a sharp operation from start to finish.
On one night, we've seen a 20-something couple and (we swear to god) an 80-something couple both getting misty-eyed over Ben Shewry's potato. That says it all.