Review of Trullo – by Daphne P.
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You go to Trullo when you have taken time off from work on a Friday in May to spend a long weekend in London. You make your way to Dalston, strolling hungry, until the clock strikes 1 p.m. and it's time for a long lunch. You don't stress on Trullo, and you only plan a siesta after because here you will want to sit for a long time.
Feel free to come by yourself or with the one you hold dear. If you can, choose a table so you can see the guests all around, everyone is just as happy to be there. Then it's time for wine and pasta! My company and I test a buttery tomato paste that we break off with a crispy green salad with hard ricotta and then continue with a classic cacio pepe.
For dessert, my friends order an almond cake but I am more interested in the older love couple who have sat down opposite me and they also share the buttery tomato paste. I don't need dessert - I'm happy, full and touched!
