Wheelers Fish Restaurant, Apple Tree Yard, London, SW1. Photo © Roger Dean 2010
London at the End of the Century:A Book of Gossip – William Arthur a Beckett, 1900:
By this time lunch will have been forgotten, and it will be approaching the hour of dinner. Again discard your club and trust to auxiliary aid. You can get an excellent meal at the Hotel Metropole at a reasonable rate; so you can at the Grand, or the Victoria. You can dine comfortably at the Cecil or the Bristol, and there are millions of worse things than a dinner at the Holburn Restaurant, or at Frascati’s, in Oxford Street. If you like Italian dishes, go to Privatelli’s and Romano’s, and if you love fish, visit Rule’s, in Maiden Lane. If you are fond of a quiet little dinner, try the establishment in Great Portland Street that Signor Pellegrini (of Vanity Fair) knew so well. Or you might look in at Vevey’s. There is also such a hostelrie as the Continental, and the Carlton, Long’s, and the Hummums have all capital tables d’hote. When one comes to think of it, there are so many good feeding places in London that the question is what to give up and what to retain, not where to dine, but where not to dine. And having had dinner and spent an hour at the Palace Theatre afterwards the Londoner tied to town during the Bank Holiday may contentedly go to bed.