The professor is an avuncular presence reminiscent of Dan Cruickshank, to the extent that his pronouncement that ‘the king of the gods does not have a big prick’, delivered while gesturing at a statue of Jupiter, feels oddly shocking. But the key achievement of this excellent documentary (only really marred by an overbearing soundtrack) is to remind us that, for all the historic and scientific interest of Herculaneum, there were human stories at its heart. And not a reconstruction in sight, by Minerva!
This slick café not far from the Tate Modern serves excellent breakfasts and brunches. A chargrill dominates the open-plan kitchen, but those wanting something lighter than a cooked brekfast should look to the selection of fruit-yoghurt-muesli combos. Weekend brunches see the likes of buttermilk pancakes, sweetcorn fritters and The Table’s signature ‘stack’ featuring home-made baked beans, chorizo, poached eggs, hollandaise and red pepper pesto.
Venue says: “In case you missed the news we have opened a new bar within the restaurant – ingeniously called 'Under The Table'.”