Trojka

I met up with the ladies tonight - Emilie Ems and Kathryn K - and we tubed up to Primrose Hill to celebrity spot in Trojka.
What a fab little find. Apparently it’s generally dripping with the likes of Jude Law, Emma Thompson and co, but after we’d stopped off for drinks in a pub by the station and then walked through the bitter cold streets we found the place only half full, with not a well-known face in sight.
Fortunately the food more than made up for the lack of theatrical talent. Ems and I started with borscht, which was as good as it was purple. Really warming, quite sweet, and perfect for a cold winter’s night. I had a saurkraut pie that was shaped like a squashed Christmas cracker for mains, and we shared a bowl of steamed vegetables, which turned out to be just a head of broccoli. Just as well I like the stuff. Ems had goulash; Kathryn had pancakes, and by the time we finished we were all well and truly stuffed full of the best tasting food we could have hoped for.
The only slight downside was them being out of Georgian wine, so we drank French, although I was very tempted by a vodka called Ivan the Terrible, despite what I feared it may have done to my head by tomorrow morning.
We finished with Russian tea with cherry syrup in it, which is utterly yummy, and so much better than it sounds.
Fantastic food, all round, and only
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