Baltic, Ploski sklep
The Latin Americans may be having their London heydey, with Ceviche blazing the Peruvian trail and La Bodega Negra wa-hacking its way through Soho’s tastebuds but I like to do things differently. Euro 2012 is upon us, hosted by Poland and the Ukraine and since I’m about as sporty as a whale in a coma, I choose to celebrate this quadrennial footie extravaganza by satisfying my relentless gut and nashers.
To Baltic restaurant, ho! Just the name makes my nostrils quiver with the thrill of herring and dill, the “prrring” of gherkins and the eye-watering punch of vodka, which I can’t stomach, but which I seem to love when accompanied by saunas or pickled cabbage. Continue reading
