Monday, June 24, 2013

Know Your Enemy

"The skewers of marinated chicken hearts looked like something the Blair Witch might leave outside your tent as a warning never to return to her forest. My guest - who shall remain nameless - remarked that they had the exact texture of penis.We were also brought caldinho de feijäo, a purple, smoked bacon soup in a glass, and a dish that goes straight into my Bushtucker Trial file."

I hadn't realised Charlie Brooker's chum Grace Dent had a sideline doing restaurant reviews for the Evening Standard. Here she is nicely skewering the pretentions of Galeto, a self-styled Brazilian street food restaurant in Soho.

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