My father, who famously eats almost anything, once told me that eating oysters is like “swallowing a cup of cold snot”. He is not wrong, I’ve tried them myself. Until last week, though, I’d never had one baked, which turned out to be quite revelationary. A baked oyster is the smoother, softer cousin of the […]
The eight of us crept down the high-walled alleyway, nervously waiting for a gore-spattered spectre to lurch out at us from the gloom. The zombie apocalypse had started in, er, Wembley, and we were on a mission to bring clean water back to base. It was cold, it was dark and we had no idea […]
I took my mother to the Queen of Sheba in Kentish Town on the recommendation of a workmate. It serves Ethiopian cuisine, which my flatmate once unkindly remarked must not consist of very much. Turns out he was wrong, they have loads of cuisine. Cuisine coming out of their ears.
“Do you think we’ll have to draw a girl or a guy?” I asked Carla as we walked down Regent Street towards our life drawing class. “Because I’m not sure if I can stare at balls for a solid hour.”
Confession time: I hate raw fish. I hate the smell of it, I hate the taste of it, I hate the idea of it. My one lame attempt in the past to appreciate the stuff with an open mind resulted in a faceful of tears and smeary mascara after I unwittingly scooped up a whole swirl of […]
Billed as London’s ‘original Arabic den’, Momo of Heddon Street’s Food Quarter has been dishing out the tenderest, more flavoursome North African cuisine for over seventeen years – practically venerable by London standards – and still going strong.
My flatmates and I have this awesome tradition where on each of our birthdays we go out for steak. We wanted to try somewhere new for James I’s 25th birthday, so we went to the Bull Steak Expert in Holborn. I mentioned it was a celebratory meal when I booked on TopTable and – props to […]
I had mixed feelings about visiting Vinopolis, London’s three-acre temple of booze sprawled beneath the railway arches of London Bridge. It was bound to be very touristy, especially given its proximity to Borough Market, but I’d also heard excellent reviews from locals. Upon arrival we were ushered into a small lecture theatre with a sample […]
Once upon a time gin was considered the top tipple of only maiden aunts and tottering grandmothers. It’s undergone a bit of a revival though, and now it seems that every other bar in London is serving up gin cocktails in teacups and jam jars and all sorts of twee-ass vessels. I’m not complaining though; […]
My friend Maxine and I are huge make-up fans. Between us we own enough to start a shop, and our thirteen-year friendship has been built – at least in part – on a mutual love of slap. She lives in the arse end of beyond (Swindon), so as soon as she booked her train ticket […]