A mini empire of Gallipoli restaurants is clustered on Upper street in Islington. There is the original Gallipoli, Gallipoli Cafe and Gallipoli Bazaar. It seems the locals could not get enough of the cheap and cheerful Turkish food on offer and so one Gallipoli extrapolated into three. We are at Gallipoli Cafe and eating here
I found out a little secret about Paul A Young this week. He occasionally indulges in a Kit Kat. Not such shocking news from the general population but from a famous chocolaterie who has based his reputation on a move away from trashy mass market chocolate to good quality chocolate it is quite an admission.
The problem with the Sunday roast at The Old Queen’s Head was a case of extremely high expectations. My friend Mez who is a devotee of The Old Queen’s Head had promised me the best roast in London. She assured me it was better than anything that your mother has ever cooked or will ever
I’m a regular at Ottolenghi. Not quite as regular as MTV boyfriend (they start making a coffee for him as soon as he walks in) but regular enough that I am familiar with most of their salads and cakes and have firm established favourites on both fronts. However, last night I entered a whole new
The thing about Fifteen is that it is really good. Make that excellent. I have to admit that I expected Fifteen to be somewhat mediocre. After all, it is a celebrity chef driven restaurant and the main basis of the restaurant was to create a TV show (ok cynical of me I know) and to