"If you close your eyes, it's like you're in a rowdy old pub on a Friday night".
*Naked beer festival alert*
Pure, delicious filth.
Great food, strange menu.
We took a whirlwind tour of Parma at this Fitzrovia Italian.
Marlow in Bucks gave us fakon butties.
In a good way. Mostly.
Fill your face al fresco.
Rustic meets refined.
From roasts to trifles.
Open till 4am. Good at hummus.
Small dishes showcase big flavours.
Al fresco up north.
"It's a sad sign of the times".
Not just a cheap fusion gimmick.
Put. The Phone. Down.
Definitely a contender.
Hashtag flower power.
Their seafood has us hooked
Food, booze and views.
Regency-era elegance or Art Deco grandeur
Nutmeg-scented egg sarnie, anyone?
So big, you lose the end round the curvature of the Earth.
Proper posh curry.
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