My review- latitude Wimbledon.

A while ago I was out in Bristol, we went to a restaurant called Caper & Cure & I loved it. It was owned by two young fellas who were really putting their backs into making sure you had a great night out if you visited their establishment. No stone was left unturned in their desire to get it all right, and I remember saying at the time that Wimbledon needed a similar place.

Now I've been to Latitude before and it was excellent, I think I'd just forgotten how good it actually is. We went on a Thursday (Me, Sarah & our son Charlie), and there was not a single element of it which didn't hit the mark.

It's in a tiny little converted estate agents or something down towards South Wimbledon station, jammed in between some noodle gaffs and Ahmed's Indian. It doesn't look anything special from the outside (even the inside to be brutally truthful) but there's something about the honesty of the place, the earnest nature of the way they do stuff that I like.

On our visit, Rod (one of the co-owners) was doing the floor on his own. That includes drinks, cocktails, starters, mains and desserts. I reckon they had 25 covers and the fella never broke sweat, if he was a footballer he'd be Virgil Van Dyke. The other owner (I forget his name) was in the kitchen, on HIS own. He was doing starters, mains and washing up, and once again was all over it like a kid with a cup cake.

The food? There was six starters and they all looked good, so I ordered everything (our son eats like Shergar before he was kidnapped). They were demolished (prawns, calamari and some other stuff) in the blink of an eye, then I had a steak. That was superb, as was the calves liver and the belly pork (we're sharers in our family). We all had desserts (I had my familiar affogato Al whatsisface) and lots of beer/vino. The bill was £206 including service, it was absolutely superb.

Rod told me afterwards that although Friday was full, they still have two tables free for this Saturday night. How can that be? A superb little restaurant doing cracking food and they have space on a Saturday?

Give em a call, make their day. Wimbledon needs and deserves restaurants like Latitude, go.