“It’s extremely rare that I find myself in Parson’s Green. I love London for all its multifarious gastronomic eccentricity; I love diving on a bus and eating Turkish feasts in Haringey, Indian food in Southall, but you’d have to work pretty hard to drag me down to Parson’s Green.”
The traditional British public house has always been at the heart of our communities, from quaint village pubs in the...
“It’s your birthday?” Pachry decried. “Then we shall go to Twickenham!” I was touched...
This country seems to suffer from a lack of understanding when it comes to Asian cuisine, complex flavours often bypassed...
“Ghee-splattered jeans and starched, white cuffs that bear the deep, indelible stains of turmeric-laced mishaps. These are just the temporary scars that the uninhibited curry-lover has to bear.”Read more ›
Vivid photographs of spices, stained glass and wooden lanterns, emerald green, red and sand cushions, double-handled wok bathroom sinks. If there was a ‘best decorated Indian restaurant’ accolade, Potli would surely scoop it.Read more ›
I’ve walked past The Cadogan Arms on the King’s Road many times. I’ve briefly peered through the windows, but never stepped inside. Little did I know that the interior is a shrine to taxidermy and that the gastropub was nominated for Restaurant magazine’s R200 Pub Company of the Year Award. [...]Read more ›