I once bunked off a school outing to that London. We were meant to be seeing the Treasures of Tutankhamun at the British Museum. My partner-in-crime Jacques, so much more sophisticated, not to mention three years older, took one look at the snaking queue and suggested hot chocolate and an ice-cream sundae at Fortnums. I’d never […]
You know that thing, where you can’t decide where to go on holiday for Christmas and there are so many choices and what about Cornwall but there’s all those unused air miles and it would be lovely to go somewhere hot but really it’s double the price at this time of year and then you end […]
When I write a post, I know that there are people who follow it and get an actual email telling them I’ve dropped a blog. Some of them I may even know in real life, but most of the time I don’t really think about my “followers” actually reading what I write. Even though I […]
The thing with Twitter is that you can sometimes forget that people read what you tweet. I’d been to Gail’s Kitchen earlier in the week and had mentioned on Twitter that I had enjoyed it. What I actually said was: Gail’s Kitchen. I liked it. I loved bits of it. A bit Ottolenghi-ish. But not. […]
You’d walk past it if you didn’t know. And you wouldn’t know unless you’d read Marina O’Loughlin’s lovely review of this (or at least I wouldn’t). And given her review, I really had to try it. It’s run by a couple of ex-Ottolenghi employees and you can see certain similarities. There’s an attention to detail […]
I was torn, frankly, between the lure of Caravan, King’s Cross, which promised a more interesting-sounding menu and better coffee – and this. I was already feeling like a failed food blogger having not been there already so I went with my head and not my heart and chose this.
Really, I hadn’t meant to stay for so long, but after the “SW19” cocktail at the beginning and the unspecified, but very alcoholic cocktail at the end, I suspect that my sense of time was somewhat impaired and it was a shock to look at my watch and see that the big hand was on […]
Because life isn’t all Michelin stars and a lot of the time you just want to go somewhere easy and eat simple food, we thought about this. We’d been to the dump and didn’t quite want to go straight home after all that exertion. So we thought we’d go to Henley instead.