Apparently Kutir means 'a small cottage in the middle of nowhere', but after visiting we think they meant to say 'a fancy restaurant in a townhouse just off the King's Road'. People can be silly but chef Rohit Ghai isn't: he knows if you give a restaurant a cute name and fill it with delicious and beautiful things people will come. And we did. We sat ourselves down on plush seating, surrounded by all sorts of floral wallpaper and decadent Chelsea appeal; we sipped on refined and punchy cocktails (their take on a negroni reaches sweet lofty heights); and we ate some truly delish' aromatic Indian goodies. Dishes here may look elegant but they're packed with spice and heat, and our scrumptious guinea fowl biryani came in a comfortingly generous portion. We finished on a strawb' falooda which brought much in the way of texture but little in the way of flavour; we could happily have swapped it for another round of delicately spiced scallops and aubergine.