“What did this place used to be?” I asked the bartender at the newly opened Basement Sate, which looked horribly familiar. “It was The Player bar before,” he said. “You knew it?” “Ah,” I said. I’d accidentally ended up there once at the grim, bitter end of night out, and left 20 minutes later when […]
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Choosing a restaurant to go with my dad is always a nightmare. He automatically vetoes at least 80% of London restaurants in one fell swoop by refusing to eat anything processed or go anywhere pretentious, which is, apparently, any restaurant serving jus or employing ostentatiously French wait staff. Fortunately, I found the perfect place in Flesh & […]
Emily Gibson / Dates, Drink, Eat, Indoors, Organised Fun, £££ / central London, cocktails, dates, dining, dining out, dinner, drinking, eating out, going out, London, lunch, quirky dates, restaurant review, restaurant reviews, restaurants, review, special occasions, west end / 5 Comments
It was James 1’s birthday this week, and in our flat we always go out for a posh meal to celebrate our ever-quickening slide into middle age. (I’m actually gathering a terrifying momentum; I bought a soup-maker the other day and have already blocked out all of Sunday to experiment. Curious London, indeed.)
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“Good afternoon,” said the voice, as I picked up the phone on Friday. “I’m just calling to confirm your reservation tonight.” “Yes, we’re still on for nine. Two of us.” “Very good. The password is ‘coconut’.” And so began our adventure into London’s weirdest and most wonderful watering hole.
Emily Gibson / Dates, Do, Drink, Indoors, Mates, Organised Fun, £££ / burlesque, cabaret, central London, cocktails, covent garden, dates, going out, London, quirky, quirky dates, special occasions, things to do, unusual, west end / 1 Comment
Sundays are boring. I usually spend mine monging out in my vastest and least alluring pants, hatefully eyeing the enormous pile of ironing that inevitably accumulates over the course of the week. It was nice, therefore, to buck the trend a few weeks ago and round off the weekend with a champagne-soaked evening at the Rosewood […]
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This time last week I was on my way to a blogger dinner at The Little Yellow Door, a new Notting Hill pop-up that promised a house party vibe without – presumably – the possibility of Blink 182 coming on, or the constant threat of your parents coming home from the pub and force-feeding everyone […]
Emily Gibson / Chill, Dates, Do, Impulse Friendly, Mates, Outdoors, £ / Dalston, east london, hidden gems, locals, picnics, quirky, quirky dates, secret, shoreditch, things to do, unusual, volunteering / 8 Comments
On Sunday I ran down to Columbia Road’s famous flower market, but on the way home I went a different way. I have a very, very short attention span, and if I don’t switch routes up I get bored and start focusing on my thighs, which wobble violently with every flat-footed slap of the pavement. […]
I haven’t posted too much recently because I’m on a mission to eat a bit less and move around a bit more, partly in anticipation of the impending party season with all its fatladen festivities, and partly because my liver was beginning to resemble meatloaf. Or possibly Meatloaf.
My tongue is having the best time lately. I’ve been rolling it in cheese, bathing it in tea and dousing it in wine, and now it’s been tickled senseless by the glorious cocoa bean at Hotel Chocolat’s School of Chocolate. Honestly, it’s been utterly spoiled. I may have to go and force down some gruel […]
Aah, the Wellcome Collection, my favourite museum in London. I like it so much, in fact, that I named my other blog after their tagline: “the free destination for the incurably curious”. It’s within pissing distance of Euston station, yet hardly anybody seems to know it’s there. It’s hiding like plain sight, like a…er, Panamanian […]