If you close your eyes whilst sitting outside at the Ten Cases and smell the smoke in the air, taste the wine in your mouth, and blindly fumble for a bit of ham on the table, you might think you were in Paris. Only you aren’t. This Covent Garden spot is about as close to that lively Parisian wine bar feeling as we’re going to get. The wine list is extensive, and the charcuterie decent. Be aware that lots of other people will have the same idea, so expect a wait.
