Once upon a time steak was the thing you ordered on your birthday and/or when someone else was paying, because a big hunk ‘o beef was – and still is, in many places – the most expensive thing on the menu.
Emily Gibson / Dates, Drink, Eat, Impulse Friendly, Indoors, London, Mums, £££ / central London, cocktails, covent garden, dates, dining, dining out, dinner, drinking, eating, eating out, going out, London, luxury, restaurant review, restaurant reviews, restaurants, review, reviews, special occasions, steak, Strand, west end / 2 Comments
I’ve never been to New York, but I’ve known of the great American steakhouse Smith & Wollensky ever since I read American Psycho many years ago. As a discerning psychopath, wealthy protagonist Patrick Bateman name-drops hundreds of fancy brands – some real, some not – and S&W is one of them.
Emily Gibson / Dates, Eat, London, Mates, Mums, Uncategorised, ££££ / cocktails, dates, dining, dining out, dinner, east london, eating, eating out, going out, hawksmoor, London, luxury, restaurant review, restaurant reviews, restaurants, review, reviews, shoreditch, special occasions, steak / 0 Comments
When it comes to lavs, I consider myself a bit of a connoisseur. From Sketch’s unisex egg toilets to the immaculate powder rooms of the Ritz, it’s nice to have a bog with a bit of character.
Carla Juniper / Curious Veggie, Dates, Eat, Impulse Friendly, Indoors, London, Mates, Mums, ££ / brasserie, dining, dining out, dinner, eating, eating out, London, lunch, restaurant review, restaurant reviews, restaurants, review, reviews, steak, Vegetarian, west London / 0 Comments
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.
Emily Gibson / Bookatable, Eat, Organised Fun, ££ / dates, dining, dining out, dinner, eating out, Knightsbridge, London, luxury, restaurant review, restaurant reviews, review, reviews, special occasions, steak, west London / 0 Comments
I’m not going to tell you how amazing Hawksmoor’s steaks are, because you already know. EVERYONE already knows. (And if you don’t, then the rumours are true. Hawksmoor steaks are fucking brilliant.)
Emily Gibson / Dates, Eat, Impulse Friendly, Indoors, Organised Fun, £££ / Chelsea, dates, dining, dining out, dinner, eating out, Gordon Ramsey, London, restaurant review, restaurants, review, reviews, special occasions, steak, west London / 1 Comment
I’ve always had a bit of a thing for Gordon Ramsey. I can’t really explain it; it’s something my friend Maxine has always described as ‘sexy ugly’: the phenomenon of weird-looking guys with an inexplicable pull. I think it might have something to do with his hard-ass television persona; one can just imagine being thrown on to an immaculate […]
Emily Gibson / Dates, Diary, Do, Drink, Eat, Impulse Friendly, Indoors, Mates, ££ / casino, dining, eating out, Leicester Square, London, restaurant review, Soho, steak, steakhouse, things to do, unusual, west end / 3 Comments
I have always been deeply, deeply suspicious of the London Hippodrome. Nestled in London’s murky bumhole, Leicester Square, I’d always considered it a big, glitzy block of No-Fucking-Way until my flatmate James 2 returned from a third date with his now-boyfriend, raving about the wonderful time he had had. After that it was on my list for […]
Emily Gibson / Dates, Drink, Eat, Impulse Friendly, Indoors, Mates, ££ / east london, eating out, independent, London, quirky, shoreditch, steak, steakhouse, sustainable, The Ginger Pig, unusual / 2 Comments
Every ‘urban family’ occasionally gets together and fantasises about going into business, usually over a crate bottle of wine between discussions of dead-end jobs. Through our booze-tinted glasses we imagine opening our own pubs and pizzerias, cupcake bakeries and quirky event franchises. (In the case of my friend Maxine and I, we’ve been talking about […]
“Have you guys decided what you want to order yet?” asked the waiter. “Yes,” I said. “Steak please.” And laughed myself senseless. The waiter, who must have heard the joke about 50,000 times before, made a half-hearted attempt at a guffaw before asking how I’d like it cooked.
Much beloved by meat-loving Londoners, it’s no secret that Hawksmoor’s micro-chain of London steakhouses serves up some of the best beef in the capital. The staff are knowledgeable, the sides are generously proportioned, and the slabs of cow, which are available in vast, sharing sizes for the communally-minded and/or extremely gluttonous, are mouth-wateringly melty.