"Much like if you went to see Paul McCartney and left before he sang Blackbird, it would be exactly the same if you went to Sri Lankan spot Hoppers without getting involved in the headline act, their huge egg hopper. It’s the lovechild of a paper-thin pancake and the world’s sexiest bowl. As well as serving some stupidly tasty food, their whole exposed brick and warm light glow thing make it the perfect spot for a low-key Soho date or a proper catch-up with your favourite person." - Heidi Lauth Beasley, Jake Oliver, Rianne Shlebak