It’s saturday and the sun is shining, unusual for London. I have become used to the grey and my unmistakeably ghostly pallour. Now the sky is bright and I feel a warmth across my back. I am wearing slippers but I soon discard them and walk barefoot around my small patio. At intervals I bend down to pull up weeds from…
Category: Street Food
‘Mae’s Ancient Thai Food’ by Carole Mason and Ning Najpinij
The first thing I notice when I open Mae’s Ancient Thai Food is how vibrant it is. It’s exciting, brimming with colour, energy and undeniable joie de vivre. The book begins with a tribute to its inspiration, Gobgaew Najpinij, followed by a minutely detailed introduction to Thai herbs, spices and techniques, including a page devoted…
How to order a kebab
Knowing how to order a kebab sounds like something that should be easy. You decide what you want, you ask for it. Simple. Apparently not. I went to buy a kebab the other night. It had been a rather boozy evening and I hadn’t had time for dinner. Kebab shops are funny places. They are the…
Hennig Olsen Båtis – Oslo, Norway (AKA. The most disappointing ice cream of my life).
I have this little tradition. Every time I visit a new city I pick an ice cream from a convenience store to try (the store bought kind not the posh fancy kind). I choose one that I have never seen before, preferably with different language writing and name, and something that visually might represent the…
Wahaca – Cheap and cheerful comfort food
Wahaca is my idea of ‘comfort food’. I go there often with my friends when we are in the mood for a chilled out cheap and cheerful. We always know what we want, can order without referencing the menu and then have a jolly good time catching up with the knowledge that what will land in…
A Rainbow Beigel Rant
When you live in East London and regularly eat bagels from Brick Lane, you tend to be a loyalist. You either go to ‘The Beigel Shop’ aka, the yellow one (called so because of their yellow sign) or ‘Beigel Bake’, the white one (with a white sign predictably). I always go to the white one….
Butchies – Fried Buttermilk Chicken
I was stuck in a cycle of food choice indecision this one morning, but then I saw Butchies. It didn’t take much for me to decide to try it. It had me at fried. The queue for this place was impressive. People just kept coming, and as many people as there where in the queue…
A Short Trip to the Middle of a Fishy Scotch Egg
I have a strange relationship with scotch eggs. You see, I always want to eat them. They look delicious, and sound delicious but they are always pork. I don’t eat pork. I always feel sad to be missing out on the enviable scotch egg experience. The other day, I was at a market, and I…
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