The service was charm itself and the room just as functional as you'd want from a pit stop pizzeria. Prices showed that K Town has slid nearer to Primrose Hill than it used to be so we retired to the Park Tavern for post-food relaxation and proper north London prices.
For main a pancetta lump (it was more elegantly described on the menu) was a thing of wonder - three sticky boulders of pig in a fiercely hot sauce with plenty of veg alongside.
Would I go back? Probably not. Would I recommend it for a good, quick, cheap-ish meal if you're in the area. Possibly, it's got to be better than Café Rouge.
A misremembered good meal.
An average meal in the 'burbs.
A rare 9/10 - exceptional food, wine and service make José P the new go to in Piccadilly.
Read more Resto 35 José Pizarro at the Royal Academy, Piccadilly
The previous Prom I'd seen this summer was the Death Prom where we Londoners were assured that should we attempt to take a trip to a concert we would either be fried by the merciless rays of our nearest star or asphyxiated by the ferocious heat of our subterranean network.
I was brained out and hungersome.
Antwerp being off the agenda for a festive weekend away with friends our destination was re-adjusted to Glasgow where we planned to mix sophistication and boozification in equal measure, sometimes at the same time.
World class Rembrandt and a really intriguing collection of artists' postcards.
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