
Culinary Calendar: November
From sloe berries to roasted chestnuts, Angela Clutton offers her monthly round-up of seasonal delights and, naturally, it’s November that’s getting the attention…
From sloe berries to roasted chestnuts, Angela Clutton offers her monthly round-up of seasonal delights and, naturally, it’s November that’s getting the attention…
“Launceston Place in Kensington is best known for being Princess Diana’s favourite restaurant. Tucked away in a pretty townhouse on a quiet street far from the madding crowd…”
Stirling takes a first step towards reclaiming his youth from ‘the mild cigar’. It was…
“You’re in Hoxton of a Thursday evening. It’s time for dinner. One of two things is probably true: either you’re a hipster, so you don’t eat, or you’re in a Vietnamese restaurant, disappointed that you couldn’t bring your own booze…”
Estella visits the latest outpost of the Obika mozzarella empire on Charlotte Street, where she samples the finest white stuff known to mankind…
Veteran American actor, comedian and director Mel Brooks reportedly stated “sex is like pizza, even when it’s bad, it’s good” and I am inclined to sort-of agree, although the focus of my attentions in this context falls on the pizza.
“October is unarguably autumn and there are leaves to be kicked. But it’s the food that really makes October a contender.” With the onset of autumn, Angela Clutton explores the year in food…
“In Italy, a trullo is a 19th century dry stone, conical-roofed dwelling of the Apulia region; traditionally used as outhouses or small abodes for agricultural workers; now smartened up and rented out as luxury holiday homes.”
You’d never really know it until you’re up there, high above everything, but London sprawls in a way that shocks you, there is a shapeless morbidity to our capital.
It’s all about slow-food in our house. Given a fraction of a chance I can…
I need to begin with an apology. My last column was about fruit picking and…
Everything about the Thirty Six restaurant at Dukes hotel feels a little bit hidden. From the encased courtyard that lies off of St James’s Street where you’ll find the entrance to the hotel, to the restaurant’s location downstairs, it is only with intent that one might end up here.