Resto 45 Bubala, Soho
We took coffee down the road at Flat White, which since I was last there in the 2010s appears to discovered that Billy Idol is C-O-O-L. Sorry kids, I was there and he was C-R-A-P. Thankfully their coffee remains superb.
We took coffee down the road at Flat White, which since I was last there in the 2010s appears to discovered that Billy Idol is C-O-O-L. Sorry kids, I was there and he was C-R-A-P. Thankfully their coffee remains superb.
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.
Mildred's is the best vegan food I've had in a long time. I suspect it won't be 6 years before I'm back this time.
V&P gets a maximum for being one of those rare restaurants that does apparently simple things flawlessly. Which isn't simple at all.
A fun part of the production has been assembling props - a 40s Woodbine astray, an old-fashioned bottle of scotch, a cigarette case and a whiff of 40s in the costume of the characters. And the cast - Anna Rogers, Matt Griffin and Ruari Johnson - have been extraordinarily successful at bringing Musset's characters to life in a faux-Fitzrovian setting.
Between the library and a gig at the Wigmore we were looking for a bit of spice. Soho's Kingly Street being on the way we took a chance on Cinnamon, which from the outside looks rather too carefully put together in the Bills/Dishoom tradition. I was wrong to have doubts.
In a shabbed room I ate creatures of the deep. And drank warm wine.
A brief muse on the changing status of the oyster from working class staple to high end luxury.