I sank into the chicest of food comas.
While I’m writing this, I’m working away in London for the weekend, and subsequently my pangs for home are going through the roof. Home, in this case, being Chester. I’ve lived there for 9 years, and though that might be enough of a reason to call it home, the feeling I get when I’m walking around the city makes me sure that it feels like home now.
So many people ask me for recommendations of where to fill their bellies when they come and visit the little Roman city, so I thought this would be a good place to direct them to. Eat your heart out at these spots.