Why ten.
Because thirty is a list you don't read, and three is a list you don't trust. Ten is enough to have an opinion about, small enough to actually pick from. If Harry can't find ten worth your time, he says so.
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Ten good places. No review-site nonsense.
23 MAY 2026 · ISSUE №01 · HARRYHUNGRY.COM
Harry reads Google, Yelp, Tripadvisor, the critics and the kitchen rumours, then tells you the ten places he'd send his mum to. Or his ex. Depending on the mood.
Yours, hungry — Harry
Tonight's brief
No. 01 / table for two
Tell Harry what you're after. He'll have a think and come back with ten.
Section II
Read these once. Refer back when you start to argue with Harry about his picks.
Because thirty is a list you don't read, and three is a list you don't trust. Ten is enough to have an opinion about, small enough to actually pick from. If Harry can't find ten worth your time, he says so.
A £14 ham sandwich is a hate crime.
Google flatters everyone. Yelp punishes everyone. Tripadvisor was written, frankly, by tourists who got the wrong soup. None of them tell you whether a place is worth the money. Harry reads all of them, picks the signal out of the shouting, and tells you what's actually going on.
The Harry Hungry Score (0-100) is how good it is — kitchen, service, room, the lot. The Worth It Score (0-100) is whether it earns the money it charges. A perfect 95 Harry Hungry can have a 40 Worth It. That's the kind of thing the star sites can't tell you and Harry can.
Some places sell food. Some places sell a postcode, a playlist and a window seat. Both are fine. But you should know which one you're walking into before the bill arrives. Harry flags it.
Star ratings are for cowards.
He won't pad the list. He won't recommend a £14 ham sandwich. He won't sponsor anyone, take kickbacks, or push a place because it has a clever logo. He won't tell you a brunch spot with a queue around the block is 'undiscovered'.
Read the room. Tell you when the locals and the tourists disagree, and side with the locals. Warn you when a place is coasting on a 2019 review. Send you somewhere quieter on a Wednesday and somewhere louder on a Friday. Send you home rather than to a mediocre dinner.
Critics get things right and they get things very, very wrong. Harry reads them — Eater, Infatuation, the broadsheets, the lot — and weighs them properly. A glowing review three years ago doesn't beat fifty fresh middling ones. Sorry, broadsheets.
A £14 ham sandwich is a hate crime.
Yours, hungry.
— Harry