restaurant reviews & travel stories
As eating out is almost my raison d’etre and when that is taken away an entirely foreseeable issue arises. No, I don’t swell up as a balloon as I gorge on McDonalds in some misguided teenage rebellion (I would have more class than that, would …
Kitty Fisher. Is that some kind of cat? In genteel Mayfair reclines this laid back restaurant with little wooden tables, bar lounge seating and waiters with a dignified yet rakish sense of dress. It is no wonder that Mr Cameron comes here to dine sometimes. …
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