"Evenings at Joyau go a little something like this: a sip of rosé, smear slow-cooked pork over bread, snort-laugh at your mate’s National Theatre-worthy re-enactment of their latest date, mouthful of potato pie, more wine. Repeat until you roll out of this Forest Gate arch significantly happier and fuller than when you arrived. With equally good wine and food, getting involved in both is a no-brainer at Joyau." - Team Infatuation
Amy Heycock
