Chef’s Table at the Crocker’s Folly, Maida Vale
The last time I visited leafy Maida Vale I was 19, a couple of years ago, really. Coming off the tube at Warwick Avenue, with Duffy’s song in my head (of course), I realised what a lovely neighbourhood this is. Sun setting casting long shadows over the trees, grand period mansions, the canal with the house boats placidly floating, I should really come here more often. After such a pleasurable albeit short walk, I arrived at the Crocker’s Folly, a…