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.
A white Rioja has enough beef to brighten up my conference pasted consciousness and we have a jolly enough time for £20 a head. Thanks Joe.
Owing to the travails of a 5 hour train journey followed by pre-conference socialising my exact recollection of Café Andaluz is rather vague. My chief recollection is of a lot of food for your investment (set menu of six dishes for £16 quid or so a head) and decent wine. I can't remember the service so it must have been fine.
Resto 21 Norte by Bilbao Berria Meh food & service next to geriatric teenagers. Underwhelming.
Crocodile eyeballs and a Carol Voldemort reference? It's an IACGMOOH laden account of an excellent lunch at Salt Yard.
No Dickie Fitz but chorizo dog dicks in the bustle of Goodge Street. And a gratuitous Ray Wilkins reference.
The root cause of La Viña's appeal is that it is run by a team who obviously care about what they do.
Argh! So not only have I been too busy to eat anywhere, I’ve been too busy to even write about the places I went to before I was too busy to eat. So La Bota is a distant memory now. As I recall we were looking for meaty snack yums and we got them. We…
Cold tapas and lager on a hot Spring day. Perfect post-school outing.
Good food and classic swears at Cigala
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