“It had better be a flipping good pizza!” I loudly grumbled, stepping once again into the bitterly freezing night air. Another painful twenty minute walk later and we at last arrived at our destination: Franco Manca, Chiswick.
Time and money are always in short
supply for the busy student, and as a result I hadn't eaten out in
quite a while. After a brief discussion with some friends, we decided
it was about time we went out for a good old chomping jaunt again.
The question was, where to eat? We had decided we could afford to
give up an evening, but the question remained as to where one could
indulge in some fine London eating without sacrificing the entirety
of one's student loan in the process.
