If only Ted gave a star ...

The Michelin Guide did it's annual awards of stars last month ... I don't have much to say about it really (I'll leave that to the experts) but what I will say is that, with a few notable exceptions, pretty much every place that got at least one star is beyond the reach of the wallet of your average punter for anything except a special occasion, if then even. I think this is a bit of a sad situation.

So in response I took myself off to try a place where ordinary folk who spend too much of their income on food and wine (ie me) might actually feel their overall experience was value for money. In my humble opinion (imho) the perfect way to spend an autumn Sunday afternoon is to have lunch!!

I made my way through Soho on a sunny gorgeous blue skyed day, marvelling at how autumn can make even the grimiest parts of any city look attractive. Sunlight melted to golden hues, making the buildings look almost proud of themselves ...lalalalala ... I was headed for the italian gem in Archer street, Bocca di Lupo.

However, getting there wasn't without its challenges as the street was being used for a 1920’s film shoot.  A man in a fluro jacket tackled me and assured me that they would keep my table until the shooting of this scene was over. Once inside the manager pointed out that one building opposite hadn't actually had anything done to it maintenance wise since about 1920 and thus was a great fit for the movie set.


Bocca di Lupo presents dishes from the different parts of Italy, and it would not be out of place itself in the Italian regions that inspire it. The wine list is a well priced real winner too.

All good restaurants and successful restaurateurs know that the food is only part of the deal, and while it has to be very good, it's the overall experience that makes the occasion memorable, and the reason why you come back. From the gorgeous Welsh waitress who looked after my every need, to cosmopolitan kitchen and bar staff, and the friendly and knowledgeable manager, they all seemed genuinely proud to be part of it all.

When you are done being pampered and eating and drinking rather well, because you will no matter what you choose, and want to extend the experience ... then wander across the street to their little sister Gelupo (with a 1920's bakery frontage the day I visited) and pick up a very moreish gelato to enjoy as you wander the city streets at dusk.