La Colombe at Constantia Uitsig
“Since my dinner at La Colombe at Constantia Uitsig, I have been wondering what it was about the experience that made it so special.”
“Since my dinner at La Colombe at Constantia Uitsig, I have been wondering what it was about the experience that made it so special.”
“Over the past five years, London’s steakhouse scene has become a well bred beast and the steak spectrum for meat eaters in the capital is now broad and multifaceted…”
The greatest creamed spinach I’ve ever tasted was during a recent meal at The Palm…
“The small bush plane wobbled and then straightened as it swooped towards the dusty landing strip bordered by knobbly acacia trees languishing in the afternoon sun.”
We’ve been waiting a long time for a film about Alfred Hitchcock, so it’s fitting…
“The Queensberry is enshrined in a set of four terraced houses built in 1771 by the 8th Marquess of Queensberry, father to the better known John Sholto Douglas who lent his name to the famous boxing rules…”
“Cornwall was baking, the hedgerows alive with the chirping of birds and the buzzing of arthropods…I could almost hear my skin peeling under the commanding rays of an unexpected summer sunbath.”
“Some places are cursed with bad names, so it was with an open mind and visions of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre that I approached the rather dubiously titled Lower Slaughter Manor…”
“The Victoria in Richmond manages to straddle a number of hospitality guises in a way that I’ve never encountered before; it’s a local-friendly pub, a restaurant, a café, and a hotel, all rolled into one effortless whole.”
“Castle Combe is so picture-perfect that it looks like a film set; indeed, quite a few films have used the tiny Cotswold village for location shoots. But annexed to the village is its most impressive asset, the 14th century Manor House Hotel.”
“The bitch is dead now.” This is the final line that James Bond utters in Ian Fleming’s 1953 novel, Casino Royale, the first of the Bond series. It’s a sentence laced with anger and despair…