The Diner is a restaurant that seems to crop up all around London – I think Ruth and I have been to most of them between us. I know it’s not particularly chic, but I love grubby American diner food – I can eat it by the tonne, particularly when I have a hangover. So, it was a bit of a lifesaver when I spotted its sign on a slightly hungover morning after visiting friends in Islington.
So happy at the prospect of being saved by food.
The Cocktail Hour 