Scarlett and I were in London the other day – just popped in, you understand, to see the V&A’s Hallyu! exhibition about Korea – and noticed that there’s a branch of The Ivy restaurant a couple of stops away on the Tube. So, having popped in to the V&A we popped in to The Ivy Kensington Brasserie. Catchy name, and a lunchtime (well, until 6.30 pm) menu for under £18, bargain.

We both started with the confit rabbit croquettes and then Scarlett had the Chicken Paillard with its wild mushroom sauce, mash and watercress while I had the chargrilled halloumi with “Farro grains with crushed artichoke, hazelnuts, mushrooms, black truffle and a plant-based sauce”. A bit of a mouthful, I have to say, to say and ultimately a pleasing collection of risotto-like things on my plate under the halloumi. I used to eat halloumi a lot back in the ‘90s before moving to France but now it’s pretty unavailable here, so I eat it in England whenever I can.

Two menus, a smoothie and a glass of nice rosé (for an eye-watering price very near to what I paid for five litres of the stuff last week) and we get out for under 60 of your Brexit pounds. Good deal.

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Left to right: Halloumi, halloumi with company, nice gaff this, rabbit croquettes with some expensive rosé.