"If you can make it this far down Leather Lane without accidentally eating your weight in halloumi, your prize, assuming you make it to KIN still hungry, is a play by play of every dish you said you’d definitely learn to cook at home after your gap year in southeast Asia, but never did. And frankly who needs to when places like Kin exist? Order the prawn pad Thai and a glass of jasmine iced tea." - Jo Harris-Cooksley
