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Minimalist Lantana is reknowned for its award winning Aussie style weekend brunches, and, in summer especially, waiting times can be long. But it's worth hanging around for. The menu evolves with the seasons, but a few classics remain. The Birchi muesli, currently served with grated apple, dried cranberries, lemon zest and poppy seeds, makes for a perfect preamble to heftier affairs, such as "soft toasted" courgette bread with grilled halloumi, a poached egg and chilli jam, or corn fritters with bacon, fresh spinach, avocado and crme fraiche. Two people, with two coffees, two fresh juices and two "main courses", should expect to pay 35, without service. This is the place to come for Wiener Schnitzel and Ksesptzle (egg noodles with organic mountain cheese); for Sachertorte or Apfelstrudel. Or simply to relax, to read the papers, to tune into a contemporary Mitteleuropische vibe and to drink glasses of delicious Grner Veltliner white wine. Schnitzel: 16.80; "Wiener" sausages (a pair): 6.90. The magical little parcels are stuffed with minced pork suspended in gelatin. Once cooked, the filling collapses into a thick, succulent soup that floods your mouth when you bite down. Time seems to stand still each time you devour one. Other pros are the quirkiness of the venue bare tables, hidden corners, a giant wooden door you must knock on to gain entry and the fact that it's BYOB, making it instantly more affordable.
A long established favourite, the Gay Hussar, which claims to be Britain's only Hungarian restaurant, opened in Greek Street, Soho, 61 years ago. It has always attracted politicians (most famously from the Labour party including Roy Hattersley, Michael Foot and Barbara Castle) and journalists the ground floor dining room is adorned with political cartoons. Goulash veal or venison is ever present on the menu and there is an imrpessive Hungarian wine list. Dinner from about 60.
Veeraswamy is not only London's but Britain's oldest Indian restaurant. It was opened in 1926 by an Indian princess and the grandson of an English General and has been an institution ever since. The L shaped dining room is on the first floor with views over Regent Street and you'll be served "posh" Indian classics, from roast duck vindaloo to Kerala prawn curry. Kashmiri rogan josh with saffron and cockscomb flower, is a favourite. Dinner costs about 60 a head, including drinks. This Islington flagship is one of four locations in the capital and open for breakfast, lunch, dinner and takeaways. Dining is communal at long white tables get ready for a banquet of colourful salads, grilled fish and meat with delicious spices, and killer cakes and desserts. Dinner average 21 a head. Step through the entrance of number 41 and you will find yourself in a Venetian bacaro. Admittedly the client is a little more London hipster than northern Italian but the food is the real deal. Cicheti plates, perfect pizzette and a great selection of fried fish are accompanied by aromatic prosecco and local wines served in simple glass tumblers. The distressed dcor, shared plates and hidden basement bar give the place a real sense of a restaurant respecting both its roots and locale. Descending from King's Road into the dark basement, you are met by a roar of bulgari serpenti bracelet imitation sizzling from dishes cooked on hot plates at individual tables. It is pure theatre as "private" chefs show off their samurai knife skills, producing a stream of dishes from chicken yakitori to hibachi prawns. This year, after a long import ban, wagyu beef returns to the menu. Flash fried and served rare, it is so silken and buttery it is almost a liquid, served as part of a 10 course anniversary menu costing bvlgari serpenti bracelet imitation 50. Today, it's paved, filled with music and in summer thronging with hip things sipping mint tea, puffing apple tobacco from hookah pipes, and eating both Moroccan tapas platters and full blown feasts. Most famous are his pigeon pastillas, lamb tagines, harira soup and aubergines with labneh cheese; weekend brunches are also popular, with a mix of Parisian pastries and Moroccan savoury dishes on offer. Full Moroccan feasts cost 52. What distinguishes the food produced in the kitchen of the Everest Inn in Blackheath is the freshness of the ingredients and the fact that dishes are cooked to order. Nepalese cuisine offers subtler flavours and a range of tender meat dishes that outdo most of the homogenised Indian 'curry' dishes on offer across the capital. Try the Hansh Ko Sekuwa serpenti bracelet replica marinated duck breast with a Gurkha beer and you will see why the place is one of Joanna Lumley's favourites. Peter Gordon, the chef at the helm, is a proud New Zealander who has broadened his culinary horizons way behind his origins to the point where he has is even referred to as the copy bulgari serpenti bracelet "godfather of fusion cuisine". It means the menu has a distinctly international slant Smoked Dutch eel with Isle of Wight Heirloom tomatoes but there is more than a hint of Gordon's antipodean roots, especially in the wine list, which has the largest selection of fine New Zealand wines at any European restaurant. Two courses is likely to set you back at least 50 with wine. This Soho restaurant's menu may not be as adventurous as that at Lima, London's other impeccable Peruvian, but the atmosphere is always buzzing and informal, without being too noisy, making it popular with friends wanting pisco sour charged conversation. Fried, cheesy tequeos are a great companion to the Cusquea beers and the little towers of cubed avocado and quinoa make for a scrumptious side. Four dishes cost around 30. It has always been popular and, while it attracts well known diners Christine Keeler and Roman Polanski were regulars in the 1960s it has never been prohibitively expensive. Yes, prices have risen in recent years, but traditional Polish mains, such as beef roulade stuffed with bacon, pickles and prunes, still cost from 16. Its a very small dining room, so book online.
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For proper Portuguese in London no, it's nothing like Nandos, or Spanish tapas head to Dalston. The Portuguese Conspiracy, an unassuming deli, is fiercely traditional, with starters such as "Farinheira", a traditional smoked sausage commonly made from a wheat flour, pork, white wine and paprika and, here, served with spinach and scrambled eggs. By now you'll feel like your in Lisbon, so proceed with Bacalhau a Bras shredded salt cod sauted in olive oil, garlic and onion, and bulked up with finely sliced fries. A meal for two, with starters and mains and a bottle of Drink Me, a wonderful red from the Douro, costs around 45, not including service. In their first hotel, Bea was the chef, and half a century later still keeps her unerring eye on all 16 hotel kitchens. The B Bar's menu is full of treats for homesick South Africans, with starters such as Babotie spring rolls with Mrs Ball's chutney and boerewors hotdog, mains such as Cape Malay curry and springbok fillet, and cheesecake from Mrs B's own recipe. The bar has 91 different wines, from the family's own Bouchard Finlayson vineyard to historical French cellars, which can be enjoyed on big giraffe print sofas, surrounded by wildlife photographs. Two courses about 25. It's both run and frequented by Koreans, a sure fire indicator of authenticity, and the menu offers all the classic dishes, from bibimbap (steamed rice with sauted mixed vegetables and a fried egg) to bulgogi (grilled sliced beef) and kalbi (marinated ribs), along with a variety of side dishes including kimchee (spicy pickled cabbage). The spicy soft tofu casserole (soon do boo jee gae) and the savoury seafood with spring onion pancakes (hae mul pah jun) are a must. Finish with the surprisingly tasty black sesame ice cream and wash it all down with Hite beer (a Korean beer) or shot of soju (a sake like clear drink). Mains from around 7 10 (no website).
With Iberico hams hanging in the window, stools to perch on, and just a handful of wooden benches to eat at, tiny tapas restaurant Copita, in the heart of Soho, feels unerringly authentic. The food is simple, relying on quality ingredients rather than showy cooking. The heavenly truffled goat's cheese with almonds and honey is the only ever present on the menu other options might include perfectly roasted butternut squash; salt cod croquetas; pig cheek, or braised venison. Expect to pay 30 40 a head, including wine. The modern, canteen style space may not suit those not keen on sitting with strangers but tables are large enough to avoid the knee to knee squash of a Wagamama. The Tom Kha chicken soup has a suitably rich galangal silkiness and the Som Tam green papaya salad is suitably fiery. While the curries and rotis of southern Thailand are represented too, it's not all Thai, with sticky rice and Beer Lao also available. Mains around 10. The dcor is a big part of the appeal: a cross between an abandoned Brooklyn loft, with its rusty wrought iron windows; a vintage laundrette, with it chess board floors; and the dimly lit bedroom of an Eighties adolescent, with its retro portable radios and Nintendos. The menu has all the obligatory American classics don't come if you fancy a salad. There are hotdogs with pulled pork, guacamole and sour crme, or gherkins and treacle bacon, vast piles of fried chicken, flat iron steaks, and beef rib soaked in BBQ sauce. The inventive cocktails add to the experience do try the Mutt's Nuts if you're into bourbon. Dinner for two, including drinks and service, costs around 75.
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