The Big C having (temporarily?) terminated restaurant going as a social activity I’ll be lucky to get beyond number six this side of autumn. And unlikely to have the funds to dine out in style the other. So what is a restaurant reviewer to do?
Take a Proustian turn of course. The great man lay in his cork-lined room and let his mind do the travelling through time and space. And I intend to follow his lead. Though not in every detail you’ll be glad to know, I have neither the skill nor the inclination to imitate Proust’s description of the Duchesse de Guermantes’ dinner over 150 pages.
Journey with me through restaurants remembered, people remembered, places remembered.
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