My Shoreditch office is located just a short stroll from Hoxton Square. Shaded by leafy trees, dotted with benches and with greenness all around, the park is the perfect place to imagine yourself tucked far away from the hustle of London and its raging traffic only a street away.
The square is lined with restaurants and bars and I intend to give them all a try.
Shoreditch is a very hip area with tons of fantastic independent eateries and bars.
You might find it odd therefore that for dinner with a friend last week I chose an old favourite: Bills.
I didn't have much time and I know Bills is always quick and reliable.
It was a balmy evening so we sat out on the small terrace on iron wrought tables with lanterns strung from the beams: it all felt very Mediterranean.
After ordering wine we caught up and people watched as the world went by in Hoxton Square.
I've only ever tried Bills' breakfasts so I was intrigued to see what their evening menu had on offer.
I decided on marinated chicken skewers served on a couscous salad with tomato, pomegranate, mint, parsley and lemon, accompanied by tzatziki and a wholemeal pitta bread to scoop up that delicious seasoning.
My friend has something of a soft spot for burgers, but this time he was more adventurous and chose a variation on his usual beef patty, instead opting for chicken and chorizo, sandwiched in a sesame seed bun with with salad and skinny fries.
The food was great although for me the portions were just a bit on the small side, they were definitely stingy with my couscous and my stomach was left feeling slightly unsatisfied. Luckily enough this gave us the excuse to order desserts...a sneaky move on Bills' part to entice us in I think!
I couldn't resist the pecan pie: warm thick treacle, large pecans on a thin pastry with a side of creamy malted banana ice cream. It was unbelievably tasty; the best pudding I've had in a long time.
He went for a warm chocolate brownie which was incredibly rich yet moreish, with milk ice cream drizzled in a warm chocolate sauce.
After settling up we staggered back to Old Street station, utterly stuffed.
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