This is not a list of the best restaurants in the world, or any other such nonsense. Quite how any list can purport to claim, with such unbending self-confidence, what is best, is beyond me.
This is a list of my favourite restaurants (not street food stalls, an entirely different list), places I visit again and again. To distil 25 years of travelling, in thrall to my gut, into a mere 10 places was quite a task. And there are many more I could add. But at the time of writing, these are my favourites. I love them because, like all great restaurants, they combine great cooking with proper soul. Some are little more than shacks on the beach, or perched on the edge of car parks. Others may go as far as tablecloth and wine list. Yet I adore every single one, and they’re my first port of call each time I arrive. And quite often my last, too