Ripe Tomato

I find it immensely irritating when restaurants – or any business for that matter – have no website. There is simply no excuse in this day and age and it must do one’s business more damage than one realises. For the most part I won’t even visit a restaurant unless it has a website. I [...]

Kitchen W8

I have a seething hatred for parking wardens operating in the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea; those harbingers of doom, pillagers of the people, the dark knights of the dictatorship we know as the Parking Authority. Having lived in the borough for a number of years under their relentless iron fist, I have come [...]

Beach Blanket Babylon

You would be right in thinking that BBB, as locals call it with varying degrees of embarrassment, is as pretentious as it sounds. Something of an institution for the materialistic zombies of Notting Hill, it has for many years been a place to see and be seen in – quite by who, I don’t really [...]

Zuma

Mixing urban industrial chic with natural elements of stone and wood, the interior of Zuma immediately smacks of high-class, trendy elitism. The ceiling is a warren of aluminium pipes reminiscent of the Lloyds building, the bar and the sushi counter are mounted on huge stone monoliths, and the whole place reeks of cool. No wonder [...]

The Ledbury

I had an evening meal here soon after they received their first Michelin-star, and I was most impressed by the calibre of cooking on offer; in my opinion they produce superior dishes to many other one-star Michelin joints. I returned a year later to sample the set lunch menu with my fellow Arbuturians, and we [...]

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