The high ceilings and wide corridors of the ex gentleman’s club could make it feel a bit intimidating and huge. Luckily for all of us, this is not the case at all.

They’ve filled the place with musical instruments, movie posters, road signs and fridge doors and it’s worked fantastically giving the whole place the energy and madness of a Lewis Carroll novel. And if that wasn’t enough, as soon as I walked in I was slapped in the face by the incredible smell of freshly made sourdough.

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Nothing too pretentious or fancy, just proper good Neapolitan-style pizza and their fresh sourdough is hands down some of the best I’ve ever had. We enjoyed the number 4 with grilled courgettes but the mains aren’t the reason that everyone needs to go to Peter’s at least once in their life. My love for this place comes in the form of The Peterella. Just trust me, the first bite of the Nutella and hazelnut topped sourdough takes you straight back to 12 years old again.

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