Last week my pal Rosie and I visited the basement of The Blue Posts in Soho to eat at Evelyn’s Table. Rosie had already been a couple of months previously and was the one who had insisted we make a reservation; apparently it had been sensationally, jaw-droppingly, shit-tittingly fantastic, even though she got so drunk that […]
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Bagged yourself tickets to Hamilton or Wicked? Here are all the best places to have dinner within a ten minute walk.
It was only a matter of time, but someone has gone and done a Harry Potter-themed magical yet unbranded wizarding world type afternoon tea. And not just any someone – you’ll find it at my number one favourite London bakery, Cutter & Squidge. (I buy a lot of birthday cakes from there and they are freakin’ […]
When it comes to eating out, sometimes the occasion calls for something a little bit fancy, even if your bank balance is calling for a Boots meal deal. In the spirit of compromise, here are ten of London’s best tasting menus under fifty quid, with the lowest starting at just £25 a head.
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I didn’t have especially high hopes for Alcotraz, London’s new ‘bring your own alcohol’ cocktail bar. Tickets are ambitiously priced at £33.99 a head, begging the question, if alcohol isn’t included, then what exactly are you paying for?
I’ve lived here for fourteen months now, and I think I’ve found just about enough good things to say about Stratford to warrant a blog post.
The bottomless brunch list is one of the most-visited pages on Curious London, but all-you-can-drink prosecco before lunchtime does rather render the rest of the day a bit of a write-off. Bottomless dinner spots are hard to find, but fear not, here are London’s best deals if you fancy putting a few away at proper mealtimes.
Pick two: good, fast, or cheap. It’s a truism that applies to pretty much everything, but especially food and restaurants.
As I stepped into the neon-lit, violently yellow stairwell, I realised I’d been tricked. I had accidentally agreed to go for dinner in a sodding multi-storey car park, again, despite the fact that I hate restaurants in car parks and, indeed, car parks in general. Nobody, except perhaps people who were once particularly low-quality teenagers, can […]