New avenue

I wanted to lick that shallow silver bowl.

Until today I could not say that I'd ever woken up thinking about last night's hummus, but that is exactly what happened today.  Neild Avenue, for all it's criticism about its wait times officially has me dreaming of mushed chickpeas (baked, with strips of cured wagyu beef... and I am still trying to work out what gave it a moreish sweet edge).

I am always so excited when I experience a new restaurant that adds flavours to my list of crave-able dishes.  This is an avenue you must go down - sit under their high warehouse ceilings, order too much wine and get that great feeling like you're in a new city.