Just a thought, and a little bit of love.

Hello lovely people, I will not be posting a food blog this week. It didn’t feel appropriate yesterday, and it still doesn’t today. In the wake of what happened in Manchester, to post a story about something I ate seems, to me, disrespectfully frivolous. I will get back to normal with it next week. In…

Postcards from Oslo – Part 1

Friday – 11:00am – Joker Supermarket The pastry was spectacular. I bough it from a ‘Joker’ which is a Norwegian supermarket chain. It was the only one of it’s kind and it sat on the shelf yelling my name. The coffee was terrible. It was bought from the self service machine and was burnt. It…

Poco

London can be difficult sometimes. You can have a million friends around one weekend and the next everyone disappears to the French Alps or something and there is no-one. This is generally okay, I’m pretty good at self entertaining, and, especially when I’m trying to write, it’s not very productive having someone talking in my…

The Baby Banana

I get excited about the strangest things when it comes to food. It’s not high brow or anything, there is nothing gourmet to see here. I was so thrilled though, at the prospect of getting to eat this adorable baby banana that I turned it into a little mini ‘artwork’ first and pretty much had…

St. John Maltby

It’s been a rough weekend so far. Having woken at ten in the morning, i’ve had to lounge in bed watching ‘Sherlock’ for over an hour (hi Benedict Cumerbatch!). I’ve then walked to Borough Markets. Stuffed a Balkan Boureka in my face followed closely by a completely unnecessary (but also very necessary because they had…