Today I branch into reviewing London social establishments, my ire having been roused by the Prince Albert, an alleged gastropub located slightly off the beaten Camden track. I went with high expectations, and had them all expertly crushed. Service was disinterested verging on insolent (“Hi, do you know what time the live music starts?” “No Continue reading →
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