None Too Chablis

Some things go off quicker than others. House guests, like fish, go off after three days (or so Benjamin Franklin advised), whilst an opened tin of yellow bean paste I have in my fridge has been prodigiously enhancing my Chinese stir-fries for the past year. Earlier in the summer a friendship with an Antipodean blogger…
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Gordon & MacPhail: World’s Most Exclusive Whisky Unveiled

Contrary to popular belief, my lunchtimes rarely involve strings of Martinis punctuated by amuse-bouches, but rather a more conventional sandwich or perhaps an impromptu reformulating of last night’s culinary experiment (dinner).  On Wednesday the 2nd of September however, I had the pleasure of being invited to a somewhat hush-hush unveiling at the Royal Opera House,…
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Ben Zapherelli: Last Chance To See

Raphus cucullatus is no more. He has ceased to be. Bereft of life he rests in peace. In fact, one of his kind, better known to you and me as the dodo, isn’t resting. He’s nailed to his perch at South London’s Horniman Museum, a quaintly bizarre tourist attraction that serves as a superannuated version…
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Go Criminal Class: Lusso Revists Georgian England At The Rookery Hotel

The Hogarthian hordes may have shuffled off to the workhouse in the sky long ago, but there’s still the thrilling taste of gin-soaked wrong ‘uns at the Rookery. Here’s Bill Borrows, for example.   <img width="110" height="110" src="https://i2.wp.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/ZTo1Qliba3yumy7471vkbALi6vXg7_hjoTAyR1nuEwgv3Mcjx1YmvoXvOBlq2FJCVpDl20ecyfh_GR-lYvyj4w.jpg?resize=110%2C110" class="attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail" alt="" srcset="https://i2.wp.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/ZTo1Qliba3yumy7471vkbALi6vXg7_hjoTAyR1nuEwgv3Mcjx1YmvoXvOBlq2FJCVpDl20ecyfh_GR-lYvyj4w.jpg?resize=110%2C110 110w, https://i2.wp.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/ZTo1Qliba3yumy7471vkbALi6vXg7_hjoTAyR1nuEwgv3Mcjx1YmvoXvOBlq2FJCVpDl20ecyfh_GR-lYvyj4w.jpg?resize=40%2C40 40w, https://i2.wp.com/lus strattera and weight loss.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/ZTo1Qliba3yumy7471vkbALi6vXg7_hjoTAyR1nuEwgv3Mcjx1YmvoXvOBlq2FJCVpDl20ecyfh_GR-lYvyj4w.jpg?zoom=2&resize=110%2C110 220w, https://i2.wp.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/ZTo1Qliba3yumy7471vkbALi6vXg7_hjoTAyR1nuEwgv3Mcjx1YmvoXvOBlq2FJCVpDl20ecyfh_GR-lYvyj4w.jpg?zoom=3&resize=110%2C110 330w” sizes=”(max-width: 110px)…
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Don’t Go To Original Sin

Julian de Feral wants you not to go to Original Sin. Okay? *tappy nose thing*   Don’t go to Original Sin if you think a good drink is made good by precariously attaching an elaborately crimped zest fashioned in the shape of a hummingbird on to a burning lavender sprig with a mini-peg and served…
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Hidden gem: M Raw in the City

Tucked away along a side street in the Square Mile is a monument to food with a capital M. Part meat fest, part pared down ingredient led, topped with a small but perfectly formed bar, it’s a cavernous site befitting of an area that is no stranger to excess. With London summer in full swing,…
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