"I used to be scared of Wiltons on Jermyn Street. Not just intimidated. Proper scared."
Set the satnav for SMERSH HQ
"To stand in a cheesemakers and eat fresh burrata with a spoon in Matera, or Giola del Colle, or Modugno, or Martina Franca south of Bari, is the closest I'll ever get to sex with Sophia Loren"
"Traditional, solid, and divided into little serving rooms where the staff will drop the odd bon mot while sweeping the crumbs off the tablecloth. Smart dress preferred. Your mum would like it"
"It's a bizarre weekend for the uninitiated"
"It's already prepped, ready and awaiting for Shoreditch habitués to holiday with each other on vast decks and terraces overlooking the sea, sipping Raspberry Mojitos at lunch and Espresso Martinis after dinner"
"Rivea might very well resemble a shoreside café if your only experience of Ducasse in London has been the mothership at the Dorchester"
Breakfast in London, lunch in Paris, supper in Barcelona
You can do it. But why would you want to?
Matt Groening left a sketch of Bart Simpson in the guest book, and Dan Brown has hidden a mysterious message under a carpet
