Credit to the guy on the grill who we could see toiling away at the back of the room - he did the beef to perfection.
Having forgotten to take a picture of Bar Pepito a search for images for 'Pepito' brought back savage memories of childhood boredom watching mystifying variety acts on Saturday night television when I stumbled across Pepito Alvarez, juggling superstar.
It was one of those Saturdays where you’ve been at work all day and you can’t be bothered to go out anywhere in particular, so we stayed local. The Dusty Knuckle is a recent harbinger – along with the more established and quite hilarious ‘Local Shop’ – of the (semi) g************n of Harringay. While one…
It was super busy but the service was impeccable. I really can't recommend this place enough.
Remembrance of a crap drunk can't spoil a good lunch.
PLANB is the kind of place that makes an area a pleasure to live in.
No beer and Michael Bolton does not a happy diner make.
I'd go back to Sublime if I was hungry and in the neighbourhood but for this money there's better Italian action to be had by the half dozen around Stroud Green.
er dining in the great barn of Hawksmoor Regent Street on Sunday, whose excellence of cooking and service is slight undermined for me by the feeling of being on an enormous conveyor belt of wallet bulging customers, it was a real joy to dine in a small room with committed staff turning out excellent food.
Mules and Stott. 24 hours in the capital's live music scene.