Last Updated on January 23, 2026
Comfort, craft and consistency in the heart of the West End at the Wigmore.
4.8 out of 5.0 starsWalking into The Wigmore, every bit a classic British pub on the corner of Regent Street, opposite the stunning All Souls Church and you could easily imagine it as a favourite haunt of Dickens or Oscar Wilde. Not so. The Wigmore, for all its heritage paintwork, gleaming brass, polished wood counters and tables, and comfy leather banquettes and chairs, was created out of what was once the spa of the elegant five-star Langham hotel and, before that, a banking hall. It only launched in its current form in 2017.
There are clues, of course: the wonderful, high-vaulted ceilings and a series of rooms, from the classic bar to a snug and a green room. But for the most part, it achieves a timeless feel without kitsch, offering a wonderfully comfortable escape in the heart of central London.
Ever since it opened, The Wigmore has been a favourite of ours for meeting friends. It is the sort of pub where you can settle in with a filling snack, such as the famous XXL stovetop three cheese and mustard toastie, or opt for elevated gastropub dishes at around £25 that make you wonder why you would eat elsewhere. The menus are designed and curated by Michel Roux, and that shows in the detail and balance of dishes on offer. Sunday lunch offers a mixed bag of traditional roasts, snacks and main courses, providing a welcome choice for those who prefer to avoid the classic Sunday lunch.
While I usually steer clear of cocktails, The Wigmore provided an excellent excuse to make an exception, thanks to its serving of A Cup of Punch, which is worth ordering for the handsome pewter cups alone. In January, the bar is pouring Scarf on the Beach, a fragrant blend of white rum, Passoa, mandarin purée, cloves, star anise and cardamom. It is worth remembering that The Wigmore sits next door to the award-winning Artesian bar at The Langham, and its cocktails are curated by the Artesian team if you need a justification to indulge…
The punch proved an excellent companion while we nibbled on tiny buttered crumpets topped with citrus-cured salmon and crème fraîche. Far nicer than blinis, these indulgent bites were rich with butter, offset by piquant salmon, and came in at under 300 calories. There was much discussion at this point because we both remembered the crab version of the same dish, which just takes the edge. But it’s a close-run thing.
Calories on menus can divide opinion. I am broadly in favour, whether listed discreetly in small print as here, or tucked behind a QR code as offered by many London restaurants. It does not spoil enjoyment, although it sometimes influences choices, particularly when it comes to generous sides, as is often and rightly the case with Sunday roasts. Here, it just stopped me from eating every scrap of Yorkshire pudding or ordering the cheeses (a terrifying 1273 calories) instead of dessert.
The half roast lemon and thyme baby chicken was full of flavour despite the bird’s youth, with lovely crisp skin. My companion enjoyed her perfectly cooked grass-fed roast sirloin, tender and buttery with the gentle sweetness that only grass-fed beef delivers.
The sides defeated us both. A massive Yorkshire pudding each, Bloody Mary salt duck-fat roast potatoes, organic carrots, tenderstem broccoli and buttered Savoy cabbage made for a classic winter vegetable selection. Everything was carefully cooked: the tenderstem retained a pleasant bite, the cabbage was soft without being watery, and the carrots were sweet and al dente.
For good measure (and despite the calories), we added The Wigmore triple cheese roasted cauliflower, which could easily have stood alone as a main course. Washed down with plenty of gravy, the meal felt close to perfect, although I did experience a flicker of food envy on spotting the vegetarian option, a three-root vegetable and chestnut Wellington.
Wine is available by the glass, carafe or bottle, always a welcome approach. A 500ml carafe feels like the ideal sharing size for two. The 2023 Chardonnay Château Martinolles from Limoux was light yet creamy, with notes of vanilla and tropical fruit. The 2022 Pinot Noir Tacherons from France was silky and fresh, with flavours of cherry and spice. There is also a good selection of keg and cask beers, alongside bottles and cans, including a couple of The Wigmore’s own keg beers.
Dessert felt non-negotiable. Apple crumble and custard arrived in deconstructed form but was instantly recognisable, featuring a shard of caramelised sugar sitting on top of the crumble mixture together with plenty of light, creamy custard. Rum-infused pineapple and almond slice was more restrained, served with pineapple compote and a dollop of crème fraîche. Temptation struck again in the form of Domaine Lérys Muscat de Rivesaltes, which rounded off the meal beautifully.
Food and drink aside, The Wigmore stands out for what can only be described as joyful service. The team are buoyant, attentive without being intrusive, and genuinely accommodating. By the end of lunch, we felt like old friends. In a superb location, with food and wine priced at a level that feels balanced and fair, The Wigmore continues to be a place I return to with pleasure.
The Wigmore
Langham Hotel
15 Langham Place,
Regent Street,
London W1B 3DE.
44 (20) 7965 0198
For more Sunday Roast ideas, check our feature on where to find The Best Sunday Roast in London (yes, we will be adding the Wigmore soon).
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