High tea has never really done it for me. It’s one of those things- like tapas in Australia- which I put in the category of ‘how to blow a wad of money and still be hungry’. It’s an eating venture which usually involves cardigans, kitten heels and the celebration of a female milestone. It usually […]
Eating out – London
“Game may contain shot”. If you hadn’t already twigged from the hunter green soft furnishings, oak paneled walls and door men in top hats and livery that Hix at the Albemarle is a very British kind of place, then that footnote on the menu should do it. For us, the allure of lunch at Hix […]
It would be difficult to dislike Jamie’s Italian. You’d have to be the sort of person who grimaced at babies. Who only sipped sternly iced water, because you heard it helped burn calories faster. Who enjoys wearing restrictive clothes and probably insists that you’re called your full name, at all times. As it turns out, […]
Sydney’s gone a touch of something at the moment. There are lots of big name chefs coming in for the Sydney International Food Festival. But most people are going particularly googley over one guy. We’ve all got a touch of Fergus fever going on. Having eaten at St John, it’s easy to understand why. After […]
If madness and civility are two prongs of the Fat Duck fork, nostalgia is the third. Amongst the cutlery and Kangaroo paws on the table there’s also a little card, explaining Heston’s approach to nostalgic British cooking. It invites us to play along and leave behind a record of our own sensory cues, food memories […]