It was when I cancelled my booking for one of London’s (apparently) better openings of the last six months in favour of a marginally older favourite of mine, that I realised I’m going through a real trough with the new end of London dining.
There are very few ‘just opened’ restaurants that I want to spend my money in. I count only seven places of any real, genuine interest in the last six months. And I’ve been to all of those. Save the one I just cancelled.
Thing is, I was staring down the barrel of an £80 evening at this new place, probably more, and I just felt I’d rather spend that somewhere I … Continue Reading