Pretentiousness is a prosaic offering dressed up in fancy trinkets and priced as if it’s a slice of heaven.

Which perfectly describes the restaurants opening in this town in the last few years

There is something darkly funny in watching people flock to places serving glorified greek food in small portions and paying through the nose for the privilege. Flicking through pictures of tatooed chefs in macho poses, and plates of fava, dolmades, a single octopus leg and other stuff that you can get at a local cookshop I realised that in our time satire really did die.