I’ve eaten out a lot lately, with no intention of writing any of it up. What a revelation. It’s suddenly clear why those who sate their addiction to share with merely an Instagram or two seem so bloody smug. Not to mention the rest of you who eat out simply because you enjoy it and it’s tea.
Take the newest Barrafina. I knew before heading in the vague direction of Drury Lane that the this Hart brothers and Barragan venture would be the same as their other two tapas bars bearing the same name. Which is to say: classy, on point, ridiculously tasty, and a little bit pricier than one would like (but somehow not begrudgingly so). Just go … Continue Reading