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.
Seriously good Indian food at a reasonable price. And what a wine list!
No pace from L&V and a gristle burger to boot.
This simple meal was just what I needed after a bacchanalian weekend. Recommended.
Our final day in Frankfurt and we were looking for somewhere near the station. But not too near, since on arriving two days previously we'd seen a feller have his head caved in with a beer bottle before receiving a floor-based kicking from two fellow drunks/drug addicts. I don't need to go on holiday to see that, I get plenty at Manor House already.
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