"If this Clerkenwell spot is able to turn pig fat into a cannolo that could feasibly be the romantic lead in a Nicholas Spark adaptation, then you should have faith that this date will go well. A deeply charming pleasure den that’s part bottle shop, part expert restaurant, Quality Wines is the kind of kiss-bait grown-up setting that whispers ‘I like commitment and Pietramore fizz’. The bouncy, fluffy focaccia is some of the best bread in London and you should also order a fiery gateway gilda. Because if they can’t handle you in your anchovy-breath state, they don’t deserve you at your best. " - heidi lauth beasley
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