Sorry for the delay people, life has taken over and reduced my time to write. But the time spent on life hasn’t been wasted; culture has broadened, standards have been raised and I’ve become quite picky on where I eat Continue reading “Fortnum & Mason”
After a disappointing defeat at Chicago Rib Shack, we fancied some real meat, with a real bang for our pennies. It was a hot day too. So we went to Hotbox…
Me: Forgive me father, for I have sinned.
Grace Dent: my queen, my liege, my lady, Game of Thrones references, etc.
To me she is the face and heroine of the London food scene, and I would bend the knee to her any day of the week. Her connection to Bleecker Continue reading “Bleecker”