My first trip to Pimlico happened during the Olympics. One evening, after too many days of work, I took the boyfriend and met a couple of friends at The Orange which is a restaurant/pub. It's one of those places where you can go for dinner, a couple of drinks, drinks and snacks or just sit alone with your book and a beverage of your choice. You choose. It was bustling this evening and I started the evening with a drink (!!!), crazy, and mumbling how this was my first visit to Pimlico. Anyways, it was a good place for dinner, great atmosphere and good food. When we left it felt like we were the last people to leave the restaurant side, but I can't be sure as there was too much wine in my system. Then again is there such a thing as too much wine? I didn't think so either.
I'm Christine and I currently live in London with my husband where I do my best to go to as many restaurants as possible, bake, DIY and occasionally let my hair down and go to a museum. x