"Occasionally after a roastingly hard day at the cafe there is nothing more that I want then someone to serve me food. So, without knowing what I was letting myself in for, my biz partner and I dropped into Casareccia, an Italian restaurant right next to the rather wonderful Tricycle theatre in North West London Nice enough looking place, spacious seating, a warm welcome. Good start immediately followed by the disappointment of having run out of the Soave. Never mind, the waiter ran round the corner to get a bottle. Trouble is, wines are rarely cold enough when bought from a shop and need a bucket and at least ten minutes to arrive at quaffing temperature. Irritating The menu seemed...read more"
