I don't know the path by which Pete arrived at the Islands of London (or, come to think of it, that Everything2 was a place people still contributed to), but it aligns with an idea I've been chewing on since I started working on the CycleStreets App. People's mental models of places are entirely dissimilar from maps, even now when you have instant access to highly accurate maps. Rather, we construct our idea of a city from their destinations within it and our primary mode of travel. Physically nearby places can seem ridiculously hard to get to, while relatively distant places are nearby. Rather than an accurate spatial model, we build something akin to a cortical humunculus where certain routes and places are disproportionately significant while other areas of the city wither to almost nothing. When you go by car, bus, or especially train, you move around somewhere. You cycle, run, especially walk, through.
Giovanni's on Museum Street. Not fancy, but doesn't pretend to be. Honest. Liked it.
At the moment, the best coffee around the Oxo Tower is served at Caffe Nero, although be warned they are currently using cups advertising the Lichtenstein retrospective at Tate Modern.
It is something of an irony that London's least attractive mainline station (that's Euston, fact-fans!) has its most attractive pub. Attractive if you want to drink beer, anyway, because it has many, many different types, all of which you haven't heard of. If you want to sit and stare blankly around until your train comes you're out of luck, because seats are few and it's generally rammed, but for beer the Euston Tap is unlike any pub I've ever been to. Excuse me - it's not a pub, it's a specialist beer bar so it's not entirely without a touch metropolitan wankery - but it's possible to overlook that for the sheer pleasure of being able to have a good pint, a really good pint, before you hit the train home.