"If you can make it through an hour of shopping at Westfield White City, or as we like to call it, visceral hell on Earth, without needing a glass of merlot, then we salute you. But, if you’re anything like us then you’ll be happy to know that across the road from Westfield is a small wine bar with lots of cheese. There’s an upstairs dining room that serves charcuterie and bigger dishes, but, really, you want to be downstairs tucked in one of their church pews with a bottle of wine. Just be warned, it’s a popular spot, so book ahead if you’re swinging by with more than two people." - Heidi Lauth Beasley
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