Already had the best Spanish Tapas in London? A new menu makes Iberica Victoria worth revisiting. James Lawrence takes a look. Again.

Ten years ago, the suggestion of a Dry January would have been met with gargantuan guffaws in London bars; the very concept was alien to the majority of us, starved of sunlight in a post-Christmas malaise.

The Devonshire Fell might play second fiddle to its sister hotel, but James Lawrence finds it’s anything but second best.

“Don’t talk to me about sophistication, I’ve been to Leeds.” That famous line from a classic Harry Enfield sketch – involving an unsophisticated, boorish Yorkshireman – was referenced on more than one occasion during a recent trip to the county’s largest city to explore the Leeds food scene.

“Compromise is not about losing. It is about deciding that the other person has just as much right to be happy with the end result as you do,” observed author Donna Martini.

Roast Restaurant be thy name, in Borough Market they flock, give us rib-eye steak and Rioja, on earth as it is in heaven, for despite any financial meltdown, they will come. James Lawrence seeks comfort food in London.

There are many contestants for the title of Cardiff’s best Indian restaurant but, in my opinion, the Purple Poppadom has few peers.

Is there a finer city than London for passionate oenophiles? I hardly think so – London is bursting at the seams with specialised merchants, wine bars, globe-trotting sommeliers and grand tomes that contain every conceivable rare vintage, from Latour to Cristal.