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Food

An inedible catastrophe: Julie’s Restaurant reviewed

5 October 2024

9:00 AM

5 October 2024

9:00 AM

At Julie’s at the fag end of Saturday lunchtime, Notting Hill beauties are defiantly not eating, and the table is covered with crumbs. Restaurant Ozymandias, I think to myself. This is no longer a district for the perennially wracked, or unrich. The Black Cross – Martin Amis’s ideal pub in London Fields – is now a sushi joint.

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