I’ll keep it short. I have been craving a bowl of lovely hot comforting ramen for weeks and finally got myself organised to have some last Thursday. Instead of the usual pilgrimage and queue to Bonedaddies or hiding in a dark corner of Tonkotsu, both of which are outstanding and never let you down (unless you … More Kanada-Ya, St Giles High Street, London
Finally caught up on the backlog of pictures and reviews I want to do except for the ones that are now so old that I can’t possibly begin to remember which photo goes with which meal and where, tough old gig this blogging stuff innit. So I had to go out to dinner. I mean, I didn’t … More Manuka Kitchen, Fulham Road
Look away Mum. Bob Bob Ricard happened again. Soz. What happens when you cross a ruddy great big boat load of Russian cash with a really rather good restaurateur, you get Bob Bob Ricard. The very definition of unashamed decadence. You won’t find subtlety here. Everything is dripping in luxury. Why? Because they can! Last week, … More Bob Bob Ricard, Soho
It’s that time of year again when Pete comes over from Hong Kong and we have the perfect excuse to a posh dinner out – not that I ever need an actual excuse. Last time we did Quaglinos and the time before was Langans and the time before that was a cottage pie I had let … More The Ivy Chelsea Garden, Kings Road
