There is something awfully civilised about Sunday brunch. Good company is of course de rigeur, but what I most desire when I decide to spend precious time away from café life is a charming setting, exceptional quality and service that … Read More
I love Liverpool, largely because one of my closest friends with whom I went to uni is a scouser and so I’ve also got to know some terrific people. Witty, generous and many of whom enjoy a night out chewing … Read More
Kilburn High Road; awash with restaurants, many rather disappointing (with the exception of the award winning Arianna 2, terrific Afghan cuisine) and so I was pleasantly surprised to hear about Quarteri, which, according to the blurb, comes with authentic pizza recipes … Read More
I love the smell of Soho in the morning; the remains of last night’s food combine with the stale aroma emanating from empty beer bottles as the streets are hosed down in an early morning street spruce up. Rupert Street, … Read More
Pulled Pork Pockets of Delight Sticky Spicy Korean Wings Rare Sirloin Butterscotch Indulgence Like most restaurants, when they first open there are teething troubles that need to be sorted out pretty damned quickly – bellies are unforgiving and so are … Read More
To my absolute delight, I was treated to dinner at my favourite Italian restaurant in London, Il Cibo Holland Park, last Saturday night. I know, I’ve already devoted two blogs to Il Cibo but not having been back for two … Read More
There are moments in life when everything is perfect. Eating raw sea urchins just off the island of Skyros; guzzling 18 Colchester natives with a bottle of Greco di Tufo; sinking your gnashers into some oozing Epoisse that’s been scooped … Read More
There is a kind of thrill in finding a restaurant off the beaten track that is patronised by locals. When I walked into La Escorella, near the harbour in Estepona, (not far from Gibraltar) it was like a foody slap … Read More