Jonesing for the disgustingly delicious guilty pleasure of a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup? Too cheap to buy them/in a location where they are less than freely available? Why not try the lovely Nigella Lawson‘s recipe for arterial disaster?[…]
Posh food and steeling the nerves to buy it Visiting Brindisa, the very lovely purveyor of quality Spanish goods in Clerkenwell, on the way to the first night of the Beijing Opera at Sadlers Wells, was always going to feel like something a woman with[…]
What better ways are there to spend a beautiful Sunday afternoon in May than ensconced in a dark concrete sub-basement watching a silent film from 1926?* After a rather too large lunch, hoofing it around the renownedly maze-like Barbican Centre tryin[…]
Supplement A Well, it might not have been purchased from a shop dedicated to the art of fried poultry (and the occasional lipsmacking rib), but it was certainly very independent. Some greasy kebab shop on the Lower Clapton Road (of which there are m[…]
A whole kilo of MEAT The Robster and I went to Prague for the weekend, and we spent some time looking at pretty buildings and fannying around in the snow before getting down to the real business at hand: beer. Much of this splendid substance was con[…]
I have always enjoyed sucking bones Browsing for dinner components the other week in the supermarket, I examined with great interest a couple of chunky pieces of oxtail. Now these haven’t made any significant appearance for a while, what with […]
Indie Chicken – an occasional series #5 – Laz Fried Chicken & Pizza, 190 Archway Rd, London N6 5BB Post-FAP last Friday night, I and my boo hopped off the bus, bid goodnight to Pete and headed for the local filthy chicken establishme[…]
Liz & Rob’s Freeview box criticises television So, we finally got an appropriate aerial to help our shiny new Freeview box do its stuff and provide us with access to UKTV History, BBC 4 and, most importantly, Bid-up TV. Programmes such as[…]
How to Be a Domestic Goddess or Diary of a Frustrated Girlfriend I was sans bloke (due to a stag thing in Exeter) last weekend, and naturally I turned to baking as a displacement activity. It beats crying into your pint, eh ladies? Getting up bright[…]
Indie Chicken (You may recall the first instalment of this all-comers welcome occasional series from a while ago. If not, I don’t care. But I would nevertheless like to see local chicken reviews from strange and exotic climes.) #2 Perfect Ch[…]