“I am still trying to digest the pizza”.
Tag: pizza
Crate Brewery.
Imagine waking up tomorrow and Crate has disappeared?
Eternally Popolare
Like you need an excuse to visit Circolo Popolare, but the Elizabeth Line certainly helps.
Eataly in London.
Because I would prefer to line HMRC’s pockets buying Italian food rather than American candy and Froot Loops.
All’s Fare in beer and foccacia.
Remnants of the Tartufo and sausage pizzas made for an exciting working-from-home lunch the next day.
The great re-opening (take three).
Crappy weather. But oh, to be able to dine-in, even it is out!
San Carlo, since 2012.
Transparency being the father of fabulous dining, I particularly enjoy the window by the toilets, looking into the kitchen.
A day in Guildford.
Guildford Positano doesn’t have such incredible P.R. as ‘sexiest Italian restaurant in town’ or ‘kick-ass Sunday brunch’, but it does hit the mark by being a properly decent neighbourhood haunt.
The great re-opening.
Please get out there and support my wonderful industry and the equally wonderful people who depend on it for their livelihoods.
Discerning Drinking, Chapter Twenty.
Champaggan.
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