Burnt roast under a bland foam crown abdicates in favour of the muddy commoners. Watery, bitter aftertaste flutters between flavours like a candle in the wind.
Awkward service from 4 different waiters. Tightly packed, noisy, busy atmosphere from the tunnel. Decor replete with neopolitan limey chairs and tables. Lots of burgers and pizzas.
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