i'm a huge fan of yotam ottolenghi's cookbooks, and i finally got to eat at a few of his different restaurants in london over the summer. it was such a treat for me. i've been drooling over his recipes for years, wondering if my bastardized versions hold a candle to the real deal. my favorite ottolenghi meal started at his flagshipplacearound 4 pm. we came in at an odd time, hoping to beat the crush, and we ordered off the lunch menu. it was great, but his more ambitious dishes, the ones i was really excited about, are only available at dinner. what's an ottolenghi superfan to do? well, obviously, just keep going! eat lunch, drink a bottle of wine, eat dessert, then eat another full dinner when the menu finally switches over. an ottolenghi marathon. we staggered out of there about five hours after we came in, stuffed, drunk, and loving the expressions on the waiters' faces when we finally rolled off our barstools. it was a fantastic day. i paid my respects by choosing a