Celebrating Valentine’s Day by trying not to screw up an expensive box of raw materials.
A lesson in turning myself off sushi for a million years.
God knows why they call it a tavern.
Full on, but in a good way.
Transparency being the father of fabulous dining, I particularly enjoy the window by the toilets, looking into the kitchen.
Grown up drinks and childish food. A great day out.
Remembering 409 with cheese; something else that’s hard not to like.
You don’t have to be sat in the window (or drunk) to enjoy SushiSamba, but it definitely helps.
Brunch (well, beer and breakfast) at the Electric diner. Fun fact: John Christie used to work next door.