…has just been served at Trattoria Luca in Camden Town and I made sure I went along one final time before Paolo Boggi closed the doors forever. It was a once-typical, old fashioned family-run Italian trattoria where the family actually lived upstairs. Practically unchanged since the 70s, it was first place I was ever taken for lunch. I nervously ordered melon then spaghetti bolognese because I didn’t know what anything else was. Camden Town is now a very different place. So is the world. But I loved the fact that Trattoria Luca wasn’t. Paolo is 94 now. Even his two sons – “the boys” – who were always front of house, are in their sixties, so maybe it’s time to move on. But if Trattoria Luca were a piece of music, it would have to be this.
The last supper….

- I'm hopeless ...14th Aug 2013
- The Strangler...13th Aug 2013
- I do love Lon...12th Aug 2013
- As we get old...11th Aug 2013
- There are man...10th Aug 2013
- There are man...10th Aug 2013
- Can you name ...9th Aug 2013
- Do you rememb...7th Aug 2013
- Ever heard of...6th Aug 2013
- Shouldn't wor...6th Aug 2013
- I'm sure Pete...5th Aug 2013
- I came out of...4th Aug 2013
- Having a barb...3rd Aug 2013
- Sometimes I j...2nd Aug 2013
- These people ...1st Aug 2013 prev next