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Real Indian at its best at PoG.
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Real Indian at its best at PoG.
An angry chair doesn't spoil the vibe at MGDR.
Blandness doesn't cut it at Blue Moon.
The translation of a major work of global literature is something one does lightly or not at all.
We were to The Garden of Words at the Park Theatre and went double Japanese on it by meeting in Tenmaru, which is practically next door. I got there first and got an Asahi while I waited. The room is stripped back industrial with a smattering of Japanese inflections and soon filled up with fellow…
Oh, and I really liked the wall. Some walls are better than others.
Let's be honest, Holloway Road isn't a conventional choice for outdoor dining. Even in these ULEZ days I should think the atmosphere is only marginally healthier than a Saturday night in Thundersley Snooker Club in 1985. But it does offer a generous parade of north London life and you certainly didn't get that level of variety back in Thatcherite Essex.
The best hot sauce since Northampton makes for an excellent meal.
Cricket, art, cocktails and music in a pretty much perfect evening out in South Kensington. Oh, and excellent food.
The monotony of Green Lanes is increased and we have to eat kebab.