From across the capital (and beyond) they came, braving arctic conditions and the vagaries of London transport. They crossed rivers, trekked ice-bound wildernesses, clambered up treacherous stairs and made their way, swaying and clanking, through tunnels deep underground. Why? To … Continued
The States ain’t all about junk food, coffee and down home cookin’, contrary to much popular opinion. Yes, it is the home of the hamburger, and awash with salt-laden processed food and fast food joints. But, just like here, you … Continued
“Georgia, Georgia, the whole day through. Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind.” That old sweet song, and grits, burgers, pancakes, crispy bacon, eggs sunny side up, all that low down deliciously dirty food, keeps Georgia on … Continued
Bar Pepito, all four tables of it, is a rare beast, a Spanish bar in London that actually has the whiff of Iberia about it. Despite the “rustic” tabletops-on-barrels and small space, this is no rural Spanish replicant. From the … Continued
Gastro pub. What a stuck in-the-middle, fence sitter of a label. Trite terminology aside, my only real issue with it is that it’s become a cypher for stripped floorboards and style-over-substance, over-priced, bland, rubbish food. And so it ends up … Continued
Walking into Delhi Grill I felt something of the real Delhi, in all it’s chaotic glory, about it. So the meal wasn’t eaten to a background of baring horns, shouted conversation and sacred cows. But there was still something undeniably … Continued
The Wick. The next place to be and to be seen. Or so Timeout and a thousand Shoreditch hipsters would have you think. Full of warehouse studios and penniless artists taking advantage of all that space that no-one else wants … Continued
Eating to help people starving around the world may seem like a bit of an odd thing to do. But there’s nothing that concentrates your mind on what people don’t have, than a well said word or two in your … Continued
For centuries great caravans crossed the shimmering sands of the Sahara, laden wonders bound for the great trading cities of the Mediterranean: Istanbul, Tripoli, Venice and Cairo. It was a hazardous and hot route and inevitably some of the goods … Continued
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