Another gruelling bar crawl on Friday night (seriously, this bar-reviewing malarkey is a young woman’s game) was made slightly less hangover worthy (“slightly” being the operative word – I still had a cracking headache most of Saturday) by eating dinner at Spaghetteria mid-crawl.
Spaghetteria cooks one thing and cooks it very well: pasta. Not just spaghetti, as the name might suggest, but fusilli, fettuccine and everything in between. There are six dishes to choose from – some simpler vege-based ones, a couple of pescatarian numbers, and something for the carnivores – all of which come with a simple salad of leaves and radishes. Two of us went for a slow-cooked deer ragù with broad ribbons of freshly made pasta and lashings of parmesan, while the other two opted for ornate tubes of al dente pasta with perfectly seasoned, garlicky Italian sausages. Clearly we all fell into the carnivore category, then.
