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…
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”
Spitalfields, another one of London’s up and coming areas that might bring words like ‘hipster’, ‘trendy’ or ‘swanky’ to mind. All three certainly came to mind when I entered Madame D’s, along with the word Continue reading “Madame D”
They say that peer pressure can lead to drugs, drinking and mischief, but peer pressure gave me Dishoom. For years Continue reading “Dishoom”
The Foodventures of Xtian 