I like to think there are still a few hidden gems in London, places you can go where you aren’t overcrowded, where the food is good and the service is outstanding. Currently, I find myself obsessed with such places particularly at brunch, where London has become more or less a version of New York where locals scamper for a…
I ate something called the Roadkill Burger today. Truly, is there a better sentence to start any story with? Yes, I ate, and survived, Bobo Social’s Roadkill Burger. I’m on a new journey and it’s all about the element of “new.” I’m trying new places to dine, as often as possible, and I’m stretching out my palette by ordering things…
I have been back from Maine for exactly six days. Six days, people, and I’m already eating lobster again! I mention this because the lobster I had today, on the roof terrace of John Lewis, on Oxford Street, tasted as if I was eating it on my back porch in Maine. Yes, the rumours are true. B.O.B’s lobster rolls are…
It was nearly a decade ago that I had my first Huevos Rancheros. I was sitting in Los Angeles and my boyfriend, at the time, had ordered Huevos and saw a rather puzzled look come his way when the order was placed. You see, I come from the land of sweet breakfasts. Give me pancakes, french toast or bread with…
Here’s something you may or may not expect to read from me. My last meal on this earth would look like this – pizza, a burger and a Krispy Kreme doughnut. Not all together in one dish, as that would be disgusting, but rather as appetizer, main course and dessert. Hey, I’m dying at this point, right? So calories really…
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