The Russian invasion of London continues; when they aren’t buying all the best homes, they’re opening restaurants. Nick tries a new one that has a French accent.

A little bit of Pulia has arrived in London, Nick tries a quick bite

A Russian owned  Italian restaurant in Mayfair pleasantly suprises Nick with the quality of its food

Danielle Woodward discovers that chocolate isn’t just for those with a sweet tooth at Hotel Chocolat’s restaurant, Rabot 1745

I’d definitely return to sample that in the future at this friendly, lively welcoming spot in King’s Cross – The Fellow is a jolly good one!

3 Spice Place is a neat little idea from a neat, and not so little, hotel. You’re getting quality for your pound here, before you even eat. The restaurant is a cool, chic, modernist slab of black tiles, highly polished floors and sparklingly clean glasses.

Having opened in 1994, El Pirata is a bit of a find that is definitely standing the test of time. You can enjoy your meal upstairs or downstairs in the restaurant, at the bar or even at a few al fresco tables outside and, if you’re overwhelmed with the choices, there are two set menus available for £17.35 or £21.95 per person.

Balans is the bar that took my Pornstar Martini virginity and it seemed only fitting that it should also do the same to my best friend and dinner partner in crime for the night too.

nSpiral in Camden is the first fully vegan restaurant that I’ve visited and I loved it. I’d go again, if I were ever in Camden. Better go buy some goth-black skinny jeans and practice me Norf Landan slang, innit.

A French delicatessen in Clerkenwell that started out as two guys on a market stall. Awesome.