St John Restaurant

photo of a meal with a white tablecloth

So here we are, metres from a legend outside his original restaurant. It’s like seeing Father Christmas himself, albeit in a bright navy pinstripe suit, white shirt, red socks, brown…

Serendipity

photo of thin slices of proscuitto cured ham and some melon on a white plate

We began with prosciutto and melon that I declared possibly the most delicious version I’ve ever tasted. Is it something to do with the smaller, darker-fleshed melons? Or just the vacation phenomenon where food seems to taste the best iteration of itself?