I spent the evening at Spiga in Soho. The restaurant was very nice. When we arrived at 7pm there were only a few people. The place itself is very spacious which makes a nice change from the cramped environs of a lot of the eateries I have frequented in the past. The food was good. I ordered a Pizza Diavolo which had aubergine and spicy sausage. Yumtastic. The pizza was pretty big and was enough on it’s own without a starter. This was washed down with a glass of Peroni :-).
Afterwards we almost headed for The Intrepid Fox opposite but it was getting a little late so gave it a miss. The Fox is legendary and all self-repecting rock fans should make a point of going there at least once in their lifetime. In my youth I was frequently to be found propping up the bar (actually the more accurate description is squashed against the bar, sandwiched between two hairy bikers). This was when I looked the part, I had the long hair, band t-shirt and leather jacket etc. etc. Modern metallers look a little different now with their facial piercings and Manson-lite goth clothes. A whole lot scarier than ‘the old days’ but as the french are fond of saying “Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose”. The walk to the Tube along Oxford street with Chrimble lights…
