New Brook Green brasserie cuts the Mustard
One of the latest food trends that I thoroughly approve of (along with cocktails at breakfast) is restaurants being proud to give a shit about where their ingredients come from.
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Converting a carnivore at The Gate
“Ooh, they do fries,” said Mike, brightening up slightly as a plate of polenta chips went by, before being immediately distracted by a Nigel Farage lookalike at the bar.
Inventive Italian and bottomless bubbles in Spitalfields at Canto Corvino
I hadn’t seen James 2 in ages. He’d moved out last year to pursue a doomed romance, and, after a very dramatic few months, had ended up living in Hoxton. I’d last seen him at his 27th birthday party a couple of months ago, though that barely counted as I was irretrievably off my noggin […]
BYOB in Balham at Tagine
It’s ironic really. The restaurants that don’t serve alcohol are invariably the ones in which you end up getting absolutely obliterated.
Puzzles and pizza: a mystery at the museum and dinner at Zia Lucia
You may have read my post on City Dash, a large-scale urban wide game that tickled my housemates and I so much we did it four times in as many months. It involves running around bits of the city solving cryptic clues and evading guards in high-vis, sort of like a slightly more grown-up version of 40-40 Homes. […]
Sakura and Sushi at Sake no Hana
Although their cultures are sometimes total antitheses of each other, I think that Japan and Great Britain have a lot in common.
Sparkling Sundays on the Southbank at Skylon
It’s hardly surprising that bottomless brunches have taken London by storm. (If the promise of boundless booze doesn’t excite you then you can stop reading now. And we can’t be friends.) Unlimited alcohol does have its downsides though; I’ve stumbled away from more than one venue bursting with carbs and Bloody Marys, but not Skylon. […]
All flavour and no fuss at Theo’s Simple Italian, Earl’s Court
My friend Carla, estate agent graphic designer and vegetarian correspondent for Curious London, tells me that word on the street in the property world is that Earl’s Court is the place to buy right now. (Apparently Clerkenwell is also on the up, if you’re interested, but a two-bed flat there already costs a metric butt-tonne so […]
Kitsch and Kievs at Coin Laundry, Clerkenwell’s retro pub
Mike and I are currently in the process of buying a house in East London that was last decorated in the late 1970s. The bathroom fittings are pale peach, the floors are lined with the carpet equivalent of a terrible migraine, and the wallpaper is so bad, it’s almost good. Almost. The previous owner, an […]
Five pro tips for supper club virgins
I love a good supper club. They’re sociable, good value, and – as tickets must be bought in advance – a welcome antidote to the tiresome trend of no-reservations policies.
