I lived
in Whitechapel for six years. I loved it. But chicken bones and broken bottles
on the floor were the norm, and sirens were the background track. When I went
to Bermondsey Street recently, I was struck by how clean and lovely the place
was. And how quiet. It’s a beautiful little haven in the city.
If you
want to have a drink in a beer garden, go to The Woolpack.
If
you’re on a date, go to The Garrison.
Boys, if
you’re in the dog house and need to make amends, go to Cave. It sells wine, chocolate and flowers.
And the people in there will take you by the hand and make sure you get
something great.
And if
you’re in SE1 at the weekend, make sure you get to Maltby Street Market (and go well before 3,
because the stalls sell out). I’d say go hungry and get a Rueben from Monty’s Deli and some excellent smoked-in-Stoke-Newington
salmon to take home from Hansen Lydersen.
Then try to choose between the custard doughnuts from St John’s and the
waffles from Waffle On. And round it all
off with a sherry at Bar Tozino.
By Charli
By Charli
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