Flat Iron celebrates beef through offering literally sod all else.
Tag: Steak
A tale of two meal kits (part two).
Celebrating Valentine’s Day by trying not to screw up an expensive box of raw materials.
The trendiest of taverns.
God knows why they call it a tavern.
Gaucho glam.
Nice toilets!
Damn, I Miss Cheltenham.
Full on, but in a good way.
San Carlo, since 2012.
Transparency being the father of fabulous dining, I particularly enjoy the window by the toilets, looking into the kitchen.
The eight-year itch.
You don’t have to be sat in the window (or drunk) to enjoy SushiSamba, but it definitely helps.
For the love of steak
Bespoke-barrelled Jack Daniels. Your argument is invalid.
Plain old Tramshed.
Seven years on from writing this post, I don’t think the popping candy cheesecake ever made it onto the menu.
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