"Nothing says panic mode like a rumbling stomach walking down the South Bank when you’ve got a three-hour show to sit through. Although you might be tempted by a £20 box of generic sauce-laden fried chicken, you’re better off taking a seat at Limin. This Trinidadian spot ticks a lot of boxes—a view of the Thames, grenadine-heavy non-alcoholic punch, and doubles which sing with cumin and tamarind." - jake missing, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna
