A gaggle of geese at Stepney City Farm

It’s been a while since I’ve been on this blog. The lawn is all overgrown, there are weeds forcing their way up through the cracks in the crazy paving and I can’t begin to describe the state of my herbaceous borders. This is [...]

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In the Sunday supplement Me & My Spoon style interviews that brighten weekend breakfasts, actors are often asked what they’d save from their house if it was on fire.

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An affogato before it becomes an affogato. Note the Smarties in the background. Smarties are great

In the race to be the sleekest, chicest department store in London, Fenwick’s is the dyspraxic fat kid that landed face down 2 metres into the hurdles. While Selfridges sauces [...]

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  Table of wines at Green & Blue

I’ll begin this post with an apology for the awful picture at the top of it, and the total lack of pictures hereafter. I did take pictures with my rackety, obsolete iPhone, but they’re mostly blurred, grainy and unusable – something I’m putting [...]

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Of all the dark gifts the fall of the Roman Empire gave us, the dining table and chairs is one of the worst. Reclining on a couch, dipping dormice in honey and honing your rhetoric seems a much more pleasurable way of eating than sitting spine straight at a table wondering when your [...]

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  The Pizza Pilgrims’ van photographed by The Faerietale Foodie

When I moved to London, back in the days when everything was powered by steam engines and there was a cheeky cockney urchin pickpocketing plutocrats on every corner, street food was limited to late night hot dog carts selling tubes of [...]

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Wright Bros oysters

If Bellerina could be said to have a super power, it’s her ability to spot a bargain. While the rest of us flounder, mired in Groupons, Twitter deals and Facebook specials for things that you panic buy 5 minutes before you realise you don’t want them, Bellerina is reaping the [...]

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There’s magic in names. Say something’s name enough and you conjure it into existence. This is doubly true for Twitter, where an idle comment can turn a half-thought out gag into a real life commitment.

Strawberry rossini

It’s Twitter that’s responsible for Italian Club. It began with friends going to dinner at Trullo [...]

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Nunhead high street

Until Monday night, I hadn’t realised how much I love where I live. I knew I liked it here – that I wanted to live in Peckham/Nunhead – but I hadn’t really delved into the soppy, emotional side of things.

When I came back from Ireland last year, I felt [...]

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Lee Streeton leads the way

2011 has been the year of the forager. There barely seems to be a stretch of hedgerow or a strip of grass that hasn’t been picked over by über local food enthusiasts in search of a fashionable meal. Restaurant menus, following the lead of moss-bothering master chef René [...]

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