Are you melting in the English summer yet? I’m surprised how humid the weather is so far, I went to Uniqlo to get new shorts so I can let the wind blow me dry… …. So there is a new gelateria in town, the same group behind the excellent tour-the-Italian-regions restaurant, Bocca di Lupo, and how very timely too. The gelati are pretty unique rather than just offer a standard selection (such as stracciatella or fiore di latte), there are combos such as ricotta, coffee and honey (which was excellent) and avocado & honey (which was a little off kilter, was a little sour). What I really enjoyed however, were the sorbets, the melon in particular tastes just like frozen cantaloupes, sweet, sugarly, stringly and fresh, just what one needs to cool off really. Even better were their granitas, we tried the watermelon, icy, syrupy and quite literally chipped frozen watermelon. Other granitas on the menu include coffee, blood orange and almond. The only things that disappointed were the cannoli. On paper it sounds interesting, stuffed with pistachio ice cream, fresh pistachios and a dark chocolate icing. It did taste freshly fried, but as it was stored in the freezer, the pastry dough became soggy. If only they fried and stuffed the cannoli (with gelato of choice, and as an alternate choice to wafer cones) to order, that would be
Bocca di Lupo official site Meal £30 One dish lunch £10 12 Archer Street W1D 7BB 020 7734 2223 Piccadilly Circus ‘The wolf’s mouth awaits you, in the heart of Soho’ said the wolf, from his mouth. Bocca di Lupo is Italian, and the latest breakout sensation to join the London eating ranks. I’m extremely late to the partay (dude, it’s booked out all the time) while critics and foodies alike have formed what appears to be a united front to sing songs of praise to glorify the food here. Even Giles ‘the Coren‘ might have (accidentally) given it a 9.67, which could (allegedly) be the highest score he’s given, ever. Either the wolf has tricked us all or the food seriously is that good. I was there last weekend and these are my pennies