I was impressed with the Islington branch. The staff were really helpful. We sat outside in the sunshine, watching the N1 nutters stroll by while we munched on some really excellent, tasty salads. You can tell the quality of the produce they use here is first-class. The passionfruit meringue pie was, quite possibly, the most devilish thing I've ever sunk my teeth into. I liked it. If I lived here, I head there on a sunny Saturday with the papers, order a glass of rosé, watch the world go by and work my way through the assortment of salads. And I'm not a salad person.
Had a really late dinner here and filled a large part of the communal table with our many small dishes. Very interesting flavour combinations and really well executed and presented food. I was however, expecting more novel ingredients.
I loved the Peach and mozzarella salad, the porkbelly with homemade blood sausage and the sea bass on pastry with pistachio sauce. The chocolate tart was to die for, but be careful, it's super rich. Best to share this one if you can.