Four spaces, one address. Everything you need — nothing you don't.
The kitchen is the quiet heart of Greenhouse. Plates leave it hot, honest, and generous — comfort food for people who have had a long day, light bites for those who want to linger, careful flavors that make you pause between conversations.
The dining room is lit for ease. Unhurried service. The kind of place where your usual becomes part of who you are here.
The bar is where Greenhouse comes alive. A pool table, darts, and a large multi-screen setup built for watching sport together. Football, rugby, F1, golf — every major fixture, watched the right way.
The drinks are serious. The company is better. It is convivial and premium in equal measure — the kind of place where friendships deepen over great sport and an excellent pour.
A beautifully appointed space for life's most meaningful occasions. Intimate enough to feel personal. Grand enough to impress. Birthdays, engagement parties, corporate dinners, product launches, concerts, and first dances — events that need a room that remembers them.
By day, a focused corporate environment where teams think clearly. By night, a space that glows. In both cases, the feeling is the same: we chose this place because it feels like it matters.
Out back, behind the greenery, the water catches the late light and holds it. A quiet blue stretch where the pace of the day finally stops chasing you. At one end, a walk-up bar waits — so you do not even have to leave the water to refill your glass.
Some members come straight from work, change, and head for the pool. Others make it a Sunday ritual — a slow afternoon that starts with a good meal and ends with toes in the water and a drink in hand.
Open to members and their guests.
Some hours deserve to be marked properly. The Greenhouse cigar lounge carries one of the finest selections of cigars in the world — drawn from the great houses and the small estates worth knowing about.
Sink into a lounge chair, choose your smoke, pour a glass of single malt, and let time do what it rarely does: stop mattering. The conversation here is unhurried. So is everything else.
The kind of room you walk into at seven and look up to find it's midnight.
THE GREENHOUSE