Although our cultures are sometimes total antitheses of each other, I think that Japan and the UK do have a lot in common.
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Honestly I’m not entirely sure what possessed me to accept a last-minute invitation to the press preview of Dinner Is Coming, the new Game of Thrones-themed supper club at The Vaults in Waterloo, because I’ve been to these sorts of things before and they tend to be badly-organised, poorly-catered and horribly overpriced. But I’d just […]
The last time I had food in a bucket was ten years ago when the fanciest hangover cure in town was a bucket of curly fries from Varsity, the sixth worst restaurant in Loughborough according to TripAdvisor at the time of writing. That is below Loughborough Baptist Church, which apparently has some sort of tuck […]
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I am not an anxious person, but I do get a deep feeling of unknown dread every time anyone asks me for a restaurant recommendation. The fear is that someone will go somewhere I suggest, and hate it. After all, eating out in London isn’t cheap, and I’d be mortified if someone dropped their hard-earned […]
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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.
Pick two: good, fast, or cheap. It’s a truism that applies to pretty much everything, but especially food and restaurants.
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.
The estimable Fay Maschler named James Cochran’s second City restaurant as one of her top new openings last year, and since we’d moved off the doorstep of the first one in Angel, we went to Liverpool Street before Christmas for an evening of that vaguest of cuisines, British tapas. (Which, in this case, translates to […]