Journal

27th November, 2011

Hand and Flowers, Marlow

Hand and Flowers, Marlow

Great British Menu has always been one of my favourite TV shows, watching some of the country’s top chefs cook off against each other, al with a healthy dose of banter, irony and chef humour. Not to mention, it was through GBM that I came to know about a little pub in the picturesque village […]

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27th November, 2011

Launceston Place

Launceston Place

I have to say, walking down Launceston Place and the preceding streets, one cannot help but gaze dreamily at what can only be described as a lovely, pretty neighbourhood. Of course, any desires of wanting to settle down in a cottage in one of the dreamy mews are soon dashed as reality comes kicking in […]

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20th November, 2011

Roganic, London

Roganic, London

No, someone hasn’t misspelt ‘Organic’. The problem is that everyone’s eaten there. Everyone’s talked about it. Everyone’s dreamt about it and whatever else everyone has done after it, I’m not that keen on knowing. The fact of the matter is that there’s always two sides to every story. Mine starts with a phone call. A […]

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07th November, 2011

Dinner by Heston Blumenthal

Dinner by Heston Blumenthal

Dinner? Lunch? Lunch at dinner? Dinner for lunch? Lunchdinner, dinnerlunch, I know – DUNCH! or LINNER? Either way, the aesthetic humour of this wordplay is never going to stop amusing me. The culprit of such high-brow and sophisticated humour is none other than ¬†Willy Wonka, the mad scientist, Mr. Heston Blumenthal. Dinner is his latest […]

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10th August, 2011

The Gilbert Scott

The Gilbert Scott

British food seems to have gotten a bit of a revival recently, and that too, thanks to some of the countries finest. Till now, Gary Rhodes and the Ivy mostly topped the charts for good homeland grub – and to the shock and surprise of most people, British food does have more to its repertoire […]

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09th August, 2011

Medlar

Medlar

Following my recent spate of bad luck on Sunday lunches, I’ve almost become a bit nervous venturing out into the world on a Sunday. Even more so if it’s a bright and warm one. Add to this the point that my cheffie friend, MS and I had decided to brave the Sunday lunch together and […]

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