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Dry Martini
Freud had devised a technique in psychology called “free association”, and for me whenever someone would say Martini (far less often than you would think), the word “bondesque” springs into mind....
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Marine Ices
I seem to be rather obsessed with going down memory lane lately, with another post that plunges me back into the depths of my youth and makes me remember kindergarten. Mind you, I did go to...
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Frizzante
Frizzante is the place where I imagine Maria from The Sound of Music, after having moved to the City of London to become an investment banker, would go to have a cheeky breakfast, reminiscing the times...
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Tart
The cabin-like wooden interior, together with the baskets of croissants and madeleines lying about quickly made me think of a chalet when entering tart. Surely enough, chalets aren’t necessarily French...
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Min Jiang
Min Jiang, self declared London’s most authentic Chinese restaurant (note how the duck was brought out by a white man so not so sure what authentic means), is certainly one to visit. It has a great...
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The Dairy – Breakfast Edition
Deciding a good place to brunch is never as easy as TV series would depict, where characters seemingly wake up with divine providence of where to go. Instead, there’s more of a barrage of queries such...
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Tea House Theatre
The cakes are scattered around the room, kept safely under their little glass dome, much alike the rose in Beauty & the Beast (I can’t help it that is what those things make me think about all the...
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Mole Taco Bar
The calavera, also know as a “sugar skull”, is a now a mainstream identifier of Mexico. The calavera actually comes from Dia de los Muertos, Day of the Dead, which is a celebration of, well, you’ve got...
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Freud
Freud has been a great influence in both psychology and culture (besides the fact that the man had a fantastic beard), and it’s quite the mental exercise to try and think what kind of bars he would...
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The Calf
There was a soft autumn light which poured itself inside the pub – which is strange given that it is only the beginning of spring. The Calf was eerily quiet, as many places tend to be at this time of...
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Burnt Toast Cafe
Brixton market is always a somewhat surreal experience, by virtue of how un-London the whole place is – more similar to a marketplace in Marrakech than our urban jungle. It’s also one of the few places...
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The Potato Project (Soho)
Even in my darkest times while living in Australia (it’s true, I used to complain more than I should have, it’s really not that bad), there was always one thing about it that gave me hope in a better...
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The Clove Club
I have always maintained that expectations often preclude a disappointment – sadly, this statement often proves true when it comes to restaurants. It isn’t hard not to have expectations of the Clove...
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