"Come evening, this walk-in only spot in Marylebone is busy with dates and mates with thin, NYC-style pizzas stacked between them. This place is a real scene: dimly lit table lamps throw shadows across the room, and a projector plays The Sopranos. Order the rich marinara with stracciatella, or the glossy vodka which has satisfying, oozy blobs of buffalo mozzarella and artfully scattered basil leaves. The crusts are nice and chewy, and you won’t have any left over if you get the scotch bonnet dipping sauce." - rianne shlebak
Aleksandra Boruch