As I walked on Allenby – one of the busiest streets in Tel Aviv – I wasn’t sure what sort of bar I would find at number 99. Tel Aviv is one of those cities where one can find anything when it comes to bars. Formal, loud, for hipsters, for students, easygoing, not so easygoing… the city has a lively nightlife and no mistake. Continue reading Tailor Made cocktail bar | Tel Aviv
Amsterdam is one of my favourite cities. So far that is, since as you have seen I’ve been travelling quite a lot. I am inclined to think though that it’s one of the best cities in the world already and food has a lot to do with that.
Case in point, a gem that my lovely friend P. discovered and took us to the other day, Bugget van Odette. Continue reading Buffet van Odette in Amsterdam
Wild Honey is the perfect place for a special occasion. Great food cooked to perfection, great balance of tastes on each plate, friendly service and an elegant venue (if a bit too old British). Continue reading Special occasion? Wild Honey hits the spot
This is one of those posts where I am happily going to say positive things. If you are bored and don’t want to read the whole thing here’s the gist of it. Next time you are in Newcastle book dinner at the Marco Pierre White Steakhouse and you will definitely not regret it.
For the people who like reading my stuff, here’s the story: Continue reading Marco Pierre White Steakhouse – Newcastle | Excellent in every way
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. (You know this will not be good, right?)
The s.o. and I were up n Newcastle and we decided to go to Jamie’s “Italian” for lunch. What a mistake. And it’s upsetting too cause I think Jamie Oliver is adorable and talented. Continue reading Jamie’s Italian | Definitely not Italian
Berners Tavern has all the makings of a great restaurant. An all star team (see Jason Atherton and Phil Carmichael), a breathtaking room, a brilliant wine list and a menu with sufficiently impressive sounding dishes. Somehow though – and I am really amazed that this is actually possible – it all counts for nothing. Berners Tavern was simply disappointing.
I have said from the beginning that for whatever reason I tend to see things differently. And food is definetely something that I couldn’t care less what the specialists think or how famous the chefs are. This is about me having a meal I enjoy. And even though I accept I am in the minority view here, this is my personal blog and the fact is that Berners Tavern is associated with just one phrase in my mind: NEVER AGAIN. Continue reading Berners Tavern | Bland food and rushed service in a great venue
This past week I’ve gone to the Comptoir Libanais twice so I thought I should sit down and write about it.
Last weekend the s.o. and I were walking around for hours (don’t ask) and we really needed some nice food so we thought we could try the Comptoir Libanais at Chelsea (we just happened to be there. I love the food market there by the way). That same week I had dinner with the gals and we also ended up at Comptoir Libanais in Soho.
We had two reasons to go to La Petite Maison. First of all, one of our friends is a talented chef and he works in their kitchen. Secondly, it seemed to be an ideal place for a special occasion. It was.
Try to book as early as possible. I called about ten days earlier and I managed to get a table for ten (in the evening, yes). This is not an issue for us – we are Greek and prefer eating late generally. On that particular occasion we also had tickets for La Soirée (will blog about it soon) which finished around nine thirty, so ten was just right. Continue reading La Petite Maison | Faultless for a special occasion
Sushi seems to be de rigueur lately but I never warmed to it. It’s the fish. I don’t like fish too much so eating it raw is my idea of a nightmare. So, the only sushi I actually eat is the lame prawn or salmon ones which is arguably not real sushi at all. So, how come I ended up in Aqua Kyoto?
Well, first of all I had heard amazing things about the venue. Second, for a while they have introduced a sunshine/ vitamin D set menu which sounded good even for a sushi-phobe like moi. Continue reading The sunshine menu at Aqua Kyoto
The s.o. has been doing his research, lovely guy that he is. As a treat for my birthday he took me to Le Caprice, a West End institution going strong after 30 years (I know, shocking). He has earned himself a whole load of cookie points and then some.
Le Caprice is tucked away in Arlington Street in a surprisingly quiet spot behind the Ritz. If it sounds glam, it’s because it is.
In a restaurant like that, the little details in service are what really set a place apart. We walked in with a booking and the maître d’ managed very discreetly and without me realising, to confirm a special little something that the s.o. had requested. Now that, is class. From our seats at the bar (we love the counter if you recall from my Bocca Di Lupo post) I could see the maître greeting the regulars like a pro (handshake for the men, sometimes a hug for the ladies or a peck on the cheek).
Continue reading Le Caprice | Old school and all the better for it