Disclaimer: If you’re a vegetarian, look away now. Oh wait, crap, I already posted three photos of the meat we had at Goodman Restaurant above, but ok, if you’re vegetarian and you don’t want to know how much of your beloved cow we actually ate, look away now. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. … We had 5 … Read More →
I’ve never professed to know anything about what makes food “good”. I mean, sweet chilli sauce is one of my favourite condiments for gods sake and I know that saying blogging that out loud has already condemned me to the bland and empty depths of foodie hell, to spend eternity in a damp pit of … Read More →
I have a confession to make. I eat condensed milk. Like, I mean I eat it straight out of the tin. By the tablespoon full and it is the most undulatingly sinful indulgence I have ever experienced. But a few years ago, it dawned on me that eating condensed milk tablespoons at a time… in fact … Read More →
Christmas ~ a time for celebrating the birth of Christ, a time to gather with family, a time to share the wonders of a white Christmas or for those in the Southern Hemisphere, the wonders of shrimp on a barbie. But for me, too far from home and having no such religious inclination (I’m busy … Read More →
I didn’t just want to be a chocolate brownie. I didn’t want to be plain. I didn’t want to be ordinary. I wanted to be Optimus Prime. The biggest, baddest goodest, most awesomeness Transformer ever. You can’t be plain and be Optimus Prime. So I wasn’t just chocolate. I was nutty. And I was chocolate … Read More →
There are three things in life that I can’t say no to. ice cream burgers my boyfriend sleeping in Offer any of those to me, in any order, or better yet – all together – and I am in a slice of catty heaven. Well, Grand Union Bar & Grill proposed to take me to catty … Read More →
There’s something to be said about Scandi food. And no, I’m not going to wax lyrical about the actual food because Lord knows I’m not the brightest foodie in the house, but seriously, those Scandinavians, are they tall and hot or what? I mean, look at them. And then look at me. Oh you don’t … Read More →
Those of you who follow me on twitter knew eons in advance that Panu’s mum was coming to visit. Why? Because I tweeted relentlessly about the packets of timtams she was bringing with her and how I just could. not. wait. to get my dirty little paws on them. Well bring she did. But wrapped … Read More →
So. Y’all know that I don’t often post very negative reviews on my blog, oh except for the profoundly bad service here, but hey, they’ve closed down anyway so ahem, karma. It’s not that I’m not being objective, I just normally don’t post negative things because quite plain and simply, it isn’t as much fun. I … Read More →
I think New Years for some brings a sense of joy and relief, a feeling that another year has passed successfully, or perhaps just by its whisker, but either way, another year has passed. Me? I laid awake with raging insomnia on Monday night, playing and replaying my 2009 over and over and over again … Read More →
Last Sunday was one of those days when I think to myself… honestly catty, why the fruck am I living in London? I mean, the day started pretty well ~ I had a sleep in (which is undoubtedly the best way to start any day) and woke up at the ripe ol’ time of 1pm. I stretched lazily… well, as much … Read More →
Last Saturday night was primed to be one of the highlights my culinary life. That is, aside from the inimitable Fat Duck, but that experience reigns supreme and blitzes any competition out of the stratosphere. Last Saturday night, we went to Nobu. And not Nobu Park Lane, which I’ve had the pleasure of enjoying, but … Read More →
Hey happy people. So it’s no secret that I am madly in love with Lantana Cafe. I mean, if I had a perfect 24 hours of eating, my day would start at Lantana, and Lord knows if they were open late into the evening, it would most likely end there. And then there are those baked … Read More →
You know how sometimes, after you’ve been with someone for a while, you kind of stop expecting any surprises. And I don’t mean like oh hey here’s a no-reason gift kind of surprise ~ those are definitely still welcome, although maybe you do stop expecting those eventually too. What I mean is, you think you know … Read More →
Wednesday this week was a bit of an auspicious day. Not only was it pay day (which calls for a monthly celebration, especially after my big spending habits of late), it was also me and Panu’s three year anniversary. This might not sound like a long time for some of you co-existing co-habiting in-crazy-long-relationship types, … Read More →
I’ve never been good at naming things. Even as a child, all of my stuffed toys were very unimaginatively named. There was Suzie, Casey, Mampi (ok this one sounds original, but she came with that name, so I take no credit), Teddy, Cuddly… you get the picture. In fact, so tedious were the names I … Read More →
One night two weeks ago, as I lay in bed trying my very hardest not to claw my eyeballs out of their sockets, I was reminded of a terrifying night I spent alone all those years ago (wow, it’s almost been a decade). It was my first experience of a migraine, where the agony in my head is magnified … Read More →
I know I’ve been blogging like almost once a day for the past week – ok except yesterday because I’m trying not to be so addicted to this thing and somewhere between “after dinner” and “blogging” and “watching Generation Kill“, I really need to find some time to have a life. How often should a … Read More →
I think it goes without saying that the power of uncooked cookie dough is vastly under-rated in the world of consumer behaviour. How its floury, grainy, brown sugary texture feels pressed hard up against my mouth.. {shudder} I’m getting all hot and bothered just thinking about it. Add to that a complete over estimation of … Read More →
I’ve been feeling a little icky with myself lately. And when I say “lately” I mean like, the last I don’t know six months or so. I used to be one of those mad people who go to the gym and run like a hamster on the treadmill, happily plugging away to Sk8ter Boi (my all … Read More →
I’ve been wanting to blog about Four Seasons and their roast duck for so long that you wouldn’t even believe me if I told you. I’ve been wanting to blog about them since before I even had a food blog (which is a little bit like before my life began really, isn’t it?) and in fact, they … Read More →
Firstly, really sorry for the quality of photos in this post. No, it’s not that I forgot my camera and had to take photos with my phone or anything like that. I had my camera with me, I’m just a crappy excuse for a photographer. Well, that’s part of it. The photos are also dark … Read More →
Dear Yalla Yalla, Firstly, I’m sorry for that weird post title. I don’t know what it means, but it sounded right at the time. Secondly, I’m also sorry for screwing up your 100% “I like it” hit rate on Urbanspoon. I was the first person, the first! to say “I don’t like it”. I felt a little … Read More →
Three months ago, my friend Khrystyne and I had brunch at Giraffe on London’s Southbank. She was a billion weeks pregnant and massively swollen, which I thought was incredibly cute but Khrystyne wasn’t really a fan. Brunch was brilliant as usual as we sat in the warm(ish) London sunshine, drinking our hippy hippy shakes. When I got … Read More →