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Until recently my experience with Jewish food was being force fed strange soups with balls in by distant New Jersey elderly relatives, and the occasional bagel. These memories, though poignant, have translated into neither grasp nor true appreciation of the…
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I love a good French dinner, and recently, in pursuit of one, I popped into Covent Garden’s Les Deux Salons with the extended familia. Set right around the corner from Charing Cross, it sure is a convenient hop from the…
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Having spent four very fond years in Scotland, the concept of Burns Night is not unfamiliar. On this evening, normally held January 25th, Scots come together to celebrate the life of Scottish poet Robbie Burns. Traditionally and officially it follows…
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Nestled in the extra-London suburb of Watford, I came across one evening a very different sort of place. Rodells, perched upon a sleepy residential street’s corner, is a restaurant-cum-bar with a few startling elements which, coming smugly from London –…
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One of England’s most unique and particular wonders is the traditional public house. A real one is instantly comfortable, beaming hearth and home, the domain of brotherhood, conversation and warmth. Coming from Yorkshire where the noble pub is perhaps even…
Continue readingIn a city of concasses, tuiles, ballotines and bites of the unutterably fine, there is occasionally no pleasure quite as exquisite as that of the Sunday hangover fry up. And for this, I wouldn’t even consider going anywhere but Jack’s…
Continue readingTo me, there can be no more pleasure to be had on a Saturday than that involved in pottering around a food market, appetite in hand and hangover in check. And Clapham Common’s leafy borough has an absolute corker of…
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