London wasn't only about Neal's Yard, sure it was a must but there's plenty more...like dinner at Black's - a member's only joint on Dean Street replete with the feel of the London of yesteryear.
A three course prefixe in a back room was dinner on Friday eve, tucked away from the usual hussle and bustle of Soho. To start, an appetizer of smoked tomatoes, fresh mozzarella and basil - simple, classic, delish and refreshing. Followed by a simple grilled fish. Simple, satisfying food done well! And for dessert - how about some epically stinky and barnyardy Langres serve with the traditional oatcakes. If that didn't call for a glass of Sauternes, I don't know what does!
A twenty four hour whirlwind of good times, good friends, and good food welcomed me to the beginning of my trip. Next stop Majorca!
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