I’ve written plenty about my love of weekend wanderings but another fondness of mine is eating out. Having heard lots about the Bull and Last it’d been on my list for a while; post-payday, M treated me to an indulgent lunch after we’d worked up an appetite walking from my place in Tufnell Park up to Highgate and down to Gospel Oak.
Succinctly, I had one of the best onglet steaks of all-time and his venison pie was bloody good too. Even his kale was so yummy I ended up stealing half. Sorry not sorry.