Sounds nice!
[non-recommendation but my tale]
We went to The Savoy for D’s 50th, nearly 10 years ago. Dressed up for the occasion.
Being in a wheelchair, I was pushed through the beer cellar, where there was the familiar, but unmistakable aroma of Rat.1
We had a pleasant Tea, with crustless sandwiches, scones & cakes, which we could not finish.
One of our party requested a doggy bag and was met with a ‘We dot NOT do takeaways at The Savoy!’ response.
Fortnum & Mason, on Piccadilly, might be a place for people-watching, but it doesn’t have a view.
1) The Savoy has apparently ALWAYS had rats, due to its proximity to the Thames. Mum told me this.