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…

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….

Are you really going to eat that?

This last week I have been watching season four of ‘The Mind of a Chef’  Narrated by Anthony Bourdain. In this season they follow Gabrielle Hamilton from Prune restaurant in New York. I love her, she’s strong and sassy and she speaks with such passion and intelligence and humour. I enjoy watching her cook,  admire her food philosophy, and…

Temple of Seitan – Hackney

Towards the end of 2017 I agreed to a two-week vegan challenge with my friend. She had just watched ‘Cowspiracy’ on Netflix and was experiencing the after effects of having a perspective of reality slap her across the face. It was decided, she was going vegan and I was joining her in the quest. Months…

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…

Psyche of an Asparagus

Look at me, I’m green and long I’m not a beet, I am not corn, I’m classy, both raw and fried, there’s nothing wrong with that.    Look at me, I’m white and fat I don’t care what you think,  Of that. I have a tip, a crunchy end. I’m great with butter, oh, and…

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…

The process of cooking a lunch time feast, and what I did next…

Last week I cooked lunch for my office. For 10 people you might think… or even 40? No. I cooked lunch for 140 people.  I should probably begin by telling you about the office tradition. I work for an Architecture company where every week, one of the employees has to cook lunch for the entire office. It’s a…

Saturday morning breakfast pizza – With a side of a hangover.

Saturday morning, I eat pizza for breakfast. I could have fried up some eggs like a normal person. But the pizza was calling me. I don’t know why exactly. It just was. I’d say it probably all started the evening before when I got hammered on Veurve Cliquot at the office, followed by a couple of…