Usually, the harder the trek, the more rewarding the view when it comes to going on a hike. And the same can be said for finding a new restaurant.
Going from my flat in zone 2 in London into the centre of town can be a real trek in itself, especially if there’s a tube strike to contend with (which is becoming the norm during this summer of discontent), or if the dreaded rail replacement bus service rears its ugly and unwanted head on a Sunday. Or, if I give up and take the car, the congestion zone charge, ultra low emission zone charge and the endlessly confusing lanes and cameras just waiting to catch you will no doubt make it a nightmare. Don’t even talk to me about parking. If only I could master the art of teleportation – it would probably be easier and cheaper.
