Wood, always
Oak for heat, olive wood for perfume. The oven holds 400°C and gives every plate a smoke line you cannot fake in a pan.
Wood-fired Italian · Belgravia, London SW1
Twenty-eight covers. Two seatings a night. A single wood oven that has not gone cold since 2016.
Since 2016
Oliva began as a seven-table room above a greengrocer. We cook over oak and olive wood, buy from three growers at Borough Market, and change the menu when the produce tells us to — usually twice a week.
No gas, no foams, no shortcuts. Everything that reaches the pass has been touched by fire. The pasta is rolled at 10am, the bread is baked at 4pm, and the last embers are raked at midnight.
How we cook
Oak for heat, olive wood for perfume. The oven holds 400°C and gives every plate a smoke line you cannot fake in a pan.
Three growers, one fishmonger, one dairy. If it is not at the market, it is not on the menu — that is why the card changes twice a week.
Pasta rolled at ten, focaccia proved and baked at four, burrata torn at five. Small batches, made once, never held over.
Trim becomes stock, stock becomes the base of tomorrow's ragù, bread becomes the crumb on the monkfish. Kitchen waste leaves under 4kg a week.
The room
A former grocer's shop on Elizabeth Street, stripped back to brick and dressed in oak. The cellar below holds 340 Italian labels, most under £60.





"The truffle tagliatelle is worth the trip across London on its own."
The Weekend Review
"A room that understands restraint — and an oven that does not."
Guild of Food Writers
"Book six weeks out. Then book again before you leave."
South West London Magazine
Reservations
We release tables eight weeks ahead at 9am. For parties of seven or more, or for the long table, email us directly.