It is a thoughtfulness which has made its way onto the menu. Given the open grills and rivers of black paint, Acme appears to be a shrine to things like fat-washed hunks of meat and arm-wrestling; this is an illusion just as Clarke is. Without making a show of it, the kitchen could feed almost any party, regardless of finicky dietaries. While they warn about nut allergies, vegans, vegetarians and pescatarians would leave stuffed, and those gluten-free would do well too. Prices are fair: starters about £12, mains £25ish; glasses of wine from £6.50. The idea is come one, come all. Unless you don’t eat peanuts.
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