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.
Happy Chinese New Year! So begins the Year of the Dog, which apparently is amicable and kind, cautious and prudent. I’d be quite interested to know how the Dog ended up being the emblem of caution and prudence since all the ones I know will joyfully launch themselves into a freezing bog or gorge themselves […]
There’s no stopping the ‘mindfulness’ movement, which can be described as ‘actively trying not to piss your life away scrolling through endless feeds of memes and videos of, for example, a baby throwing up on a dog, or a montage of cute owls’.
Everyone who knows me IRL knows that I gave up eating meat for January because I became very, very boring about it. BUT I did eat some pretty delicious shit, so I guess it was worth it.
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 […]
After a disastrous evening out at Fed By Water, a really shit vegan pizzeria, I was reluctant to go out and spend my money on any more animal-free food.
Mike and I have given up meat for January. I know, I know. But my goals are a) to learn some new vegetarian recipes, to ultimately effect a less meat-heavy diet for the sake of the environment and b) to shed enough Christmas poundage to fit into something – anything – that doesn’t have an […]
Firepits, Thames-side views and steaming mugs of hot cider at the South Bank’s Rekorderlig pop-up.
I am so, so late to the Padella party, it was almost barely worth me turning up.
