Kwãnt Mayfair — Restaurant in London

I don’t know where to start with this one... Erik is not just a mixologist. He travels the world mixing for high nett worth individuals and it’s very easy to see why. Kwant is absolutely unique not just in London but I have never experienced anything like this ever. I have had cocktails before but Erik doesn’t do cocktails he does something much more. His staff are all hand picked from the great and the good across the globe and he has no staff turnover at all. They have all been with him since the start. They are his paduans; the drinks that are prepared at kwant tap into your memory. They evoke feelings and emotions that you hardly recognise but they return like a surprise visit from a favourite uncle. The decor is on an entirely different level and only serve as an amuse bouche for what is to come. On our visit last night there were patrons that came just for the champagne but a lot were there to recapture something. Obviously there were wealthy people there but they know that spending a little more will complete the experience. 2 tables away from us was a thirty something Japanese couple that emerged themselves in the experience so much that they started playing a private drinking game revisiting something from years ago obviously. But the teal treasure is tucked away behind something barely recognisable as a door off the main lounge; Erik has a laboratory where he creates the memories that one is force fed during the experience. Take for example the Wimbledon: this is a unique drink that contains the only most basic essence of strawberries and cream. Every part of this cocktail has been meticulously planned from the features of the glass to the absolutely clear ice which is invisible, through its colour, taste and measures of contents to drag one back at a startling rate of speed to the long hot days of summer. Eriks lab is full of fantastic mystical machinery to create these experiences not to create wealth for him and his team but to give people something that has been long lost in back of a fading memory store... the man is a god among men. A true romancer with a story to spread. A visit to kwant needs to be on everybodies bucket list... we...

I had the pleasure of stumbling upon Kwãnt bar by chance when my initial destination was fully occupied, and I couldn’t have been happier with the fate of the experience. Tucked away under scaffolding, it’s an easily overlooked gem that I wholeheartedly recommend visiting.

My visit to Kwãnt was timed just before a private viewing at RAA, and it was the perfect spot for a quick drink. The atmosphere inside is nothing short of fabulous. The interior is stunning, creating a relaxed and inviting mood. The attentive service adds to the charm, making it a memorable experience. The venue is gorgeous, but because of dimmed lighting, it is hard to photograph.

One highlight was the exquisite snack menu. I opted for a non-alcoholic Spicy drink, and my friend received expert guidance to choose a flavorous light drink. To accompany our drinks, we selected a plate of cheddar cheese. While it’s worth noting that prices in Mayfair can be higher, the quality of the experience justified it. The drinks may be smaller, but the taste and ambience more than makeup for it.

Kwãnt bar has left a lasting impression on us, and we will undoubtedly be returning for its exceptional atmosphere, friendly and attentive staff, and delicious flavours that make it a hidden...

Kwant was supposed to be the highlight of our night, as one of the most anticipated cocktail bars in London. However, the servers were terribly ill-mannered. My friend and I each ordered two cocktails and drank at the counter, fully aware that the spot was reserved for a later time. Instead of kindly reminding us to move to a different table, the server rudely told us, 'You need to move right away,' even when we stood up and asked for the bill.

Moved to a table by the door, we quickly asked for the bills. Another server, holding other people's coats, asked me to scooch forward so he could pass. Despite taking barely any space at 5'4", I was asked to move specifically when there was another guy sitting behind me, with the entire bar very empty. I felt specifically targeted as an Asian female. As someone who lives in London, I can't accept other customers, whether local, tourists, male, or female, to be treated this way.

I stood up and asked the server if he asked the guy behind me, to which he lied and said yes. A well-established bar charging £18-plus per cocktail should have better-trained staff.

High ranking doesn't mean you have the right to mistreat your customers. It's unacceptable.

I don't...