A few years ago I had my birthday brunch at Pachamama, Marylebone, where we gorged on ceviche and the (justifiably) much-hyped Pan Con Chicharrón burgers, and my housemate James got so drunk on pisco punch he accidentally broke our mate Chris’s arm.
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 […]
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.
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 […]
If there’s one thing that turns me off a bar or restaurant (except obviously communal seating or the dreaded words ‘family friendly’), it’s a banner strung across the joint declaring that punters can watch the sportsball while they sup. I say ‘can’. In my experience, there’s usually little choice in the matter.
The only thing I know about Uzbek cuisine is that the last restaurant that tried it in London failed miserably and closed within six months.