"Brexit stopped any dreamy fantasy of setting up a life there. And don’t get me started on that"
"African cooking and African cuisine is… well, it’s nothing. It doesn’t exist."
"This place might have a past in pints and pickles, but the restaurant knows precisely what it wants to be today. There’s no flirting with pub snacks here"
"I'm reluctant to even tell you about Grič, wanting to keep this precious gem a secret all for myself"
"High-rise dining and bottomless brunches come at a premium. Sandy salads, too"
"There's no menu or catalogue of ingredients, and deliberately so. Merlin decided last year to forgo such a structure"
"Three nationalities, all famished, feigning amiable smiles while waiting, praying, dying for food to arrive"
"A dumpy blonde in a leather jacket and jeans moved in from the downpour and took shelter beside me beneath the bar’s awning. She then proceeded to pull down her trousers and do, something"
"Sunbeams stream through and warm the soft pallet room, casting a spotlight over my guanciale, highlighting the adipose goodness"
"It was everything it should have been, flavoured with butter and the sex organs and protein-rich filtration system of a now pulverised poultry liver"
