The Lady Ottoline
“I find myself in Bloomsbury’s premier residential street heading towards a restored Victorian pub. I expect to find it full of Dickensian characters, errant domestic servants, chimney sweeps and miscreants.”
Browsing: The Foodie
Pizarro
“He’s standing at the ham, slicing and sweating and we’re standing at the bar, waiting and salivating – there’s only a thin line between us…my god, I am desperate for that ham.”
Novikov
“I’m standing in a snaking queue populated by gazelle-like glamazons in six-inch Louboutins and slinky Issa dresses. Peering behind me, I spot former England football coach Sven-Göran Eriksson in a charcoal grey suit.”
The Oxford Wine Academy
“I arrive in the centre of Oxford a little early. I am really rather excited at the prospect of spending a whole afternoon drinking, I mean, learning about wine, even though I have a slight hangover.”
Speakeasy at J. Sheekey
“London is buzzing with 1920s themed events; a bloody good excuse to reach for the liquor and tassels! I could hardly contain my excitement when I heard about the Speakeasy nights at the elegant J. Sheekey Oyster Bar.”
The Draft House
One cannot fault Charlie McVeigh’s attitude towards beer, and the places that sell the fine hop-laden stuff. After associating himself with countless high-end venues, most notably Rowley Leigh’s Le Cafe Anglais, he has opened a trio of establishments in southwest London that aim to provide interesting and reasonably priced food with a staggeringly ambitious range of beers.
Elliot’s Cafe
“We all know the attraction of ‘sourcing’ at Borough Market. Somehow in your basket, along with the cheeses, spices, ham, and jam, and other culinary nick-nacks, you are buying credibility, an authenticity that Ocado can’t deliver.”
Grand Imperial London
Gabrielle skips over to Victoria to feast on deep-fried ice cream, among other delicious treats, at Grand Imperial London; the first UK restaurant from celebrated Hong Kong chef Rand Cheung.
Wright Brothers Soho
“The Cumbraes were delectable, tantamount to standing on a seaside peer and having the refreshing surf sprayed into one’s face by a young scoundrel with a water-pistol.” Jonesy dines at Wright Brothers…
Simply the ‘Best’
I’m not interested in the best restaurant on a budget or the world’s coolest or most democratic. I’m looking at the idea of the ‘best’, something that pulls at the heart strings, shocks, delights and nurtures in equal measure.
Corrigan’s Mayfair: Wine Events
Jonesy selflessly braves the chill of a February weekend to humbly feast on lovingly tendered produce from the British Isles, while nobly sipping on fine natural wines in the pious private dining room at Corrigan’s Mayfair. Ahem.
