Barrafina - City of London,Westminster

I had dinner on Saturday night in drury lane barrafina with a friend. I had great hopes when her sister restaurant in soho has a Michelin star and the menu on paper is identical. therefore the disappointment was much greater than the courts finally arrived. apart from well cooked slitt shoe (catch of the day), each dish had a mistake with it. tomaten were cold refrigerator, which I could not imagine that someone at place that does not serve kfc or burger king level. Jamon croquettes were a crazy one, as there was hardly any jamon in it and strangely cloged, we had to get away on a teller. that says a lot, that parts are not huge. everything had to be seasoned. I do not expect salt in a...read more

At a recent business event, I discovered that working nomenclature has moved on somewhat from what I am used to. Instead of “unpacking” or “deconstructing” a complicated sounding but otherwise fairly ordinary word (no doubt in the belief that it makes the speaker more sophisticated), things have advanced. Now the word is “decomposing”. An interesting turn of phase, as I often think that those who are living rather sedentary lives glued to the television effect rather vapid stares. With little stimulation for their minds, I can almost picture the scene as the TV turns their brains to mush.

Impossible to go wrong with anything you order at Barrafina, everything is so absolutely tasty and the staff is happy and fun. The tortilla is a must order as well as their croquettes.

Isn 't it funny, how life can suddenly take a wrong turn? All the plans became a blow of a dust and you are left unknowing what to do or what is ahead. Then there are some people that wants to ruin your life for some unknown selfish reasons. Along the way, you lose some friends as well, that used to be your so called best friends . When life hits your hard, it may not be easy to keep your head above the water. The storm is rough, but it does not last forever. After a storm comes a rainbow, one would say one would become stronger afterward. But what I would say is fake being strong till you make it. It 's the only way not to drown.

I’ve passed the Barrafina in Adelaide Street many times. It’s on my frequent route from Waterloo, via Hungerford Bridge and Villiers Street, as I cut up Adelaide Street from The Strand and into Covent Garden. It always looks inviting and I’ve always been on my way somewhere else. The second of three Barrafinas in the capital, it won Best Restaurant at the National Restaurant Awards earlier this year so I knew I’d have to go sometime and last night provided the perfect opportunity. I was on my way to meet some friends from the London Italian Meetup Group at the Royal Opera House to see La Nozze di Figaro. We were meeting at 6.20pm and the opera was to finish at 10.35pm. There was...read more