Good food followed by an hour of Trotskyite propaganda delivered with all the charm of a carriage full of soccer hooligans beating up your grandma.
The room is beautifully light, even on a crappy November day. It's got to be one of the most elegant dining rooms in London at mid-price.
The service was good - charmingly wonky, I like that. Other people paying these kinds of prices might prefer to cross the road to the Delaunay to seek the kind of standard they're used to paying for. For myself, I'm not sure I'd walk past Spring, which is just across the courtyard and in my experience does this kind of thing better.
Maybe Otto’s would have been a better punt after all.
Having dropped ninety quid in an hour for just enough food for a moderately-sized couple I realised that Fumo's dictator-chic interior is funded on the rapid turnover of dictator-budgeted clients spending such sums. It was fun while it lasted there's plenty of other places around St M's L that offer a similar service at less damage to the wallet.
A brief review of an excellent concert at the Wallace Collection by the City Music Foundation. There's a link to their website, where you can find out about the rest of this week's program.
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.