“Whether it’s gorging on hot cross buns for Easter, tucking into neeps and tatties on Burns’ Night or seeing in the Chinese New Year with spring rolls and a few glasses of Jiu, I’m never one to turn down a food-related festival…”
Author Estella Shardlow
“There’s that moment after dessert when the restaurant owner wheels out a flaming pan of liquor coffee in order to stop anyone dying from a medieval curse…” All in an evening’s dining, if you’re on an island in the middle of Lake Como.
“Perched atop an office block, just down the road from London Bridge station, the Skyroom is the perfect spot for an urban roof garden. You feel like you’re one of the lucky few in on a secret as you look down over the rush-hour traffic…”
“Ah, the 1970s. When an avocado pear was the height of exoticism, when cheese was meant to be cubed, pronged on a cocktail stick and paired with a chunk of tinned pineapple.”
If you were ever to find yourself back in 1930s Havana, my advice would be…
Every foodie worth their Maldon organic rock salt knows about Franco Manca. Over the past…
Saturday shopping hoards are pounding the pavements of Regent Street, yet in a subterranean treatment room, slathered in fragrant oils and ensconced beneath a blanket, all that couldn’t be more distant to me.
With girls resting Longchamp bags on their laps as they sip coffee in pavement cafes, Knightsbridge’s chic Lowndes Street is an apt setting for another French classic to set up shop. Welcome, Pierre Hermé.
Soho seethes with dens of iniquity, feasting rooms hidden behind locked doors. One Sunday, the dark door of Blacks club creaks open to admit Estella Shardlow. May the debauchery commence…
Estella Shardlow jumps on the Eurostar to Brussels to experience inventive rooftop dining at the latest, hippest and hottest gastro-pop-up restaurant on the international foodie scene, The Electrolux Cube.