V Bar

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Soulless tapas bar in Heathrow's Terminal 5.

After completing the sixteen stages of checking in, including the pointless initial self-service check in and the mandatory groping from a sweaty security guard, you can while away the hours between when you showed up at the airport to when you actually need to get on the sodding plane by spending most of your travellers cheques on a pint of Becks (or a mojito) and a plate of pretentions tapassy stuff. Highlights include some overly chewy chorizo, some overly rank olives and some overly included pickled artichoke.