Maitre Choux – South Kensington

Sunday I decide to pay a visit to Maitre Choux. The branch in South Kensington is a small space with very limited seating and hardly any character save for a few interesting hanging lights and the eclairs themselves lined up to attention like colourful soldiers. That’s fine, for a first visit, the eclairs really are…

e5 Bakehouse – London Fields

The e5 Bakehouse is in a cavernous space under the railway arches of London Fields.  One arch, where the counter and a smattering of communal tables are, leads to another, and then another, through a series of larger arches all the way to the back of the bakery. At the counter I am torn on…

Omelette Arnold Bennett at Balthazar

Sunday morning I meet friends for brunch at Balthazar. We are promptly seated in a cosy booth next to a quartet devouring some deliciously flaky looking pastries. Coffees are ordered, and champagne. Our neighbours second course arrives at the same time as our coffee. They place their pastries to the side and hoe into their plates…

A pilgrimage to Pophams Bakery

Sometimes you hear about people going on pilgrimages, and the way that it’s described it’s always a transcendent experience. They often find things, whatever it is they are searching for. Peace, forgiveness, enlightenment, acceptance, understanding. A way of being, a way of seeing, a path. Now, I’m not a religious person, but I do believe…

Five gauges of success – El Ganso

I’ve been learning lately about the relative perceptions of success. Six year old me thought that ‘making it’ was being prima ballerina Margot Fontaine. When I was in high school it was getting grades as good as my sister. After finishing university with a fashion degree I saw it as becoming head designer at Dior….

Tortilla at Laxeiro Tapas Bar and another life lesson.

Here’s this thing, life isn’t always perfect. Sometimes it’s great, other times it can be stressful, disappointing, underwhelming. I’m going through a bit of a process at the moment. The more I live, get out of my own head and relax into the moment, the more I have a tenable understanding of how lucky I am…

Cakes at the Caumont centre d’art, and an unwanted Turner exhibition.

On our second last day in Aix en Provence, we accidentally went to a Turner exhibition. ‘Accidentally’ is overstating it. We intentionally walked there, and obediently bought our tickets at the entrance. Happily walked through the lovely rooms full of elegant furniture. Took an obligatory mirror selfie. And wound our way up and down a…

A Food Adventure – Double Pie Dinner with a side of Jellied Eel

Another day, another eating adventure. Ordinarily, I would think that a soft pie with gummy mash covered in a radio-active green parsley sauce with a side of jellied eels sounded unappealing. This time though, the little elderly lady that was serving it too me was so adorable, (in a tough East London sort of way) that…

Postcards from Oslo – Part 2

Saturday 12.30pm – Egget Kafe – Address: Kirkegårdsgata 7A, 0558 Oslo, Norway Brunch. We picked this place because we googled ‘nice cafes in Oslo near me’ and this was one of the first that came up. they didn’t have an English menu (a good sign sometimes) so we had the very patient waitress translate for us….