We took the salad of the day and a big planche of cheese with a couple of glasses of Chablis on the side. The salad turned out mostly to be pesto-stirred pasta with a few bits of veg secreted within. Palatable but not exactly what we were looking for. The cheese on the other hand was five varieties of the runny shiznit with a generous helping of rustic bread alongside - definitely a better option. The wine was too warm.
V&P gets a maximum for being one of those rare restaurants that does apparently simple things flawlessly. Which isn't simple at all.
At about twenty quid a head with service I don't know why you'd go anywhere else for trad Italian in this neck of the woods.
A welcome new Mexican in this part of town - the kind of place you could go to for a pit stop while waiting for a train, or for a massive all day blow-out with a bunch of mates while ruining yourself on mezcal.
A good alternative to kebab on Green Lanes Yaalu Yaalu may not be 'authentic' but it does the job for carnivores and veggies alike.
World class Rembrandt and a really intriguing collection of artists' postcards.
A one line review of Sean Scully at the NG.
With excellent service throughout and design that shows a close attention to detail Irvin is a very happy-making place.
Chekhov as it should be done - intimate, emotional, moving. And funny!
A short post on Thomas Lis' outstanding performance of #Chopin at Westminster Cathedral Hall. One of the best performances I've seen so far this year. This in contrast to Matt Helders' woeful turn at King Tut's.
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