I’m ashamed to say that so big is the influence of social media on my food-related life, that I rarely visit an eatery unless I have checked it out first on Instagram and/or TripAdvisor. In fact, most places that I go to are a result of having stumbled upon them in the virtual world and thereupon adding it to The List. The eating establishment featured in this post, however, was never added to The List, because I had never heard of it until I stumbled upon it (physically speaking this time). And you know how they say that those unexpected finds are the most special? Well this most definitely applies to Candella in Kensington. Continue reading
Being on my Easter holidays, I have decided to use that to my advantage by ticking off a long-standing item on my ever-expanding to-do list; that is, writing a blog post. And I’m afraid it’s going to be another brunch post.
In times of desperate procrastination, I can regularly be found trawling through various ‘London’s Best Brunches’ articles and posts to add to my own list of places to visit, and one eatery that rarely fails to make the lists is Australian chef Bill Granger’s baby, Granger & Co. It is famed mainly for 2 particular brunch dishes: ricotta hotcakes and their unique scrambled eggs. Continue reading
ARGH! I haven’t posted for 3 months! But I’ve just had an urge to write because it’s that or lesson planning and I can’t face anymore work-related necessities right now. So to switch off my brain from NQT life I am choosing to refocus it on food. I was going to write about another brunch place, because brunch is often at the forefront of my mind, but I shall instead cover a cuisine I have not before written about on this blog. That cuisine is Japanese, and more specifically sushi. Continue reading
It took a recent PGCE lecture on teaching English to make me realise just quite how much I adore brunch, and in particular, eggs. The lecture was specifically about teaching poetry, during which it was asked of us to try and write our own poetry. I completely and utterly failed to generate any sort of creativity, until we were given the title ‘Weekend’ and suddenly inspiration struck! Images of sunny mornings and runny yolks bounced immediately into my mind, and the following Wordsworthian-style verse rolled off the tip of my pen: Continue reading
It has been too long since I posted a bar review. When it comes to bars, I either completely forget to take any photos, or there isn’t much clarity in my memory of them. Basement Sate is an exception; I remembered to take photos AND it was a school night so I wasn’t drinking much.
My reason for going to Basement Sate, an underground cocktail bar in Soho’s Broadwick Street, was to watch my sister do a gig there, so we rocked up as a family to support her singing, whilst seeing what tipples they had to offer. From the outside, you wouldn’t even know a bar is there; in fact I walked past it a couple of times trying to find it, as a tiny plaque to the side of the door is the extent of their signage. Being typically Soho, the more prominent plaque in the centre of the door is the following: Continue reading
I’ve just finished planning a lesson about mould and designing an investigation on the best conditions for growing mould, so for once food wasn’t on my mind. Until my uncle sent me a WhatsApp a few minutes ago with pictures of a jamón ibérico deli on the Strand. Now food is very much back at the forefront of the mind.
Spanish jamón ibérico, serrano, and Italian prosciutto crudo are examples of why life is worth living. That perfect combination of salty sweetness that melts in your mouth as you suck every ounce of flavour from it (yes I’m still talking about ham, get those dirty thoughts out of your head), is incomparable. Continue reading
Usually I don’t get round to blogging about somewhere until a good few months after I went to the place, however today I am breaking from tradition. Let’s call it preparation for a new super-efficient and uber-organised Emma for 2016. For I visited Mac and Wild less than 24 hours ago. The place had a real winter vibe about it so I figured it’s more appropriate to post about it now than a few months down the line when we’re in spring (I have in my mind images of sun and flowers, as if rain and cold weather doesn’t feature in a British spring. Perhaps a less-deluded Emma needs to also be a target for 2016). Continue reading