Having traveled to the ends of the earth – ok, that is a little unfair on Australia, New Zealand is a little further away from London – it seemed that I left some of my usual fastidious self behind in the northern hemisphere. As you will note from the below, I am missing photos… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/tetsuyas-restaurant/
Rochelle Canteen, serving up pretentious food in a fairly laid back environment. Just off trendy Shoreditch High Street. Kind of ironic among all the various hipster crowds a stone’s throw away.
It has the quaint feeling of an almost backyard kitchen. You have to buzz in… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/rochelle-canteen/
It seems that in these exciting times, we are more and more gripped by political spectacle. Although in some cases the worries seemed wholly justified. Just look at Brexit and the recent White House elections for a start. Those did not go the way that people thought…. See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/launceston-place/
Laughing slash sad. Joy slash unhappy. Hungry slash anger.
Apparently I am a bit behind the game as in trendy Shoreditch (well at least too trendy for me) you can be happy slash sad slash angry all at the same time. Well, at least the people around here talk like this. Reminds me of… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/rosas/
Aster. Is that a viking? Sorry, I think my mind is being polluted by the recent computer attacks. My brain seems to drift as I seem to be thinking of pirates. Maybe because it seems that everyone is being held up by ransomware nowadays.
Bread. So when my friend… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/aster/
Coffee, a nicety to have for some (like me), the nectar of life for others.
I am lucky (or not) in that coffee doesn’t really seem to affect me. That is until I reach maybe 4 or 5 shots. Then weird things start to happen. Seemingly innocuous situations mutate into… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/caffe-napoli/
Value for money. An often touted phrase. It has almost become a pseudonym for cheap and cheerful. Not that I’m saying that cheap and cheerful is bad by any means. I know many, many restaurants which are worth more than you pay for them. If only more of my life could… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/franco-manca/
I always did find myself regarding with particular suspicion objects that described themselves as gold, platinum or the latest marketing gimmick, diamond quality. In the race to reach for ever more precious metals, I do wonder what they will go for next. Maybe it will be rhodium…. See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/quality-chop-house/
Sometimes it’s hard to think of witty words to say. On occasion, I do wonder if people would notice my use of literary devices in my writing. Sometimes when my mind mightily wanders, I do spend a few moments thinking about who the people reading this blog are. Yet, after… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/luca/
Just when I thought that my life couldn’t get anymore thrilling, I was continuously proven wrong. Today I was subject to vengeful action of the avian kind.
I got pooed on.
I know that some people may think that there might be a reason for such action. I guess in all… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/lotus/
St John is known for starting the nose to tail eating revolution in the UK. People over here somehow seem to think it is a revolutionary new way to eat. Yet, I’m sure the peasants in the fields in Middle England could have told the modern urban diner something about eating off… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/st-johns-2/
Yosma. Sounds like a type of vulgarity. You Yosma. How could you be so Yosma.
Actually, it seems that the real meaning is far more mundane. It’s a Turkish name. So anyhow, with such angst unloaded, it was time to try the food. In rather hip and trendy Baker Street,… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/yosma/
Selective memory is a great thing. On occasion, all I can remember are past glories, triumphs and inexplicably stratospheric heights of the food I consumed. At other times, when a more maudlin mood is upon me, all I can see and smell is the garbage around me. There isn’t… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/black-and-blue/
Purity is an interesting concept in food. Some people believe that one should not deviate from tradition as the best dishes are those perfected over hundreds of years. Then, there are that believe that tradition are just a starting point for inspiration. This debate can often be quite heated,… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/pure-indian-cooking/
Him. Her. Indeterminate person.
Usually used with particular vitriol, this pronoun can be used with venom to display dislikes. I can’t believe what HE did. Why did HE think parking the car on top of a fire hydrant was a good idea. SHE did the… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/her-haggerston-espresso-room/