Time travelling.

Brunch (well, beer and breakfast) at the Electric diner. Fun fact: John Christie used to work next door.

Hoppers.

Taking The European for some Sri Lankan hair-of-the-dog.

A day in Guildford.

Guildford Positano doesn’t have such incredible P.R. as ‘sexiest Italian restaurant in town’ or ‘kick-ass Sunday brunch’, but it does hit the mark by being a properly decent neighbourhood haunt.

Dishoom… eventually.

Dishoom has an Irani café ethos of simplicity, humbleness and accessibility: with the exception of being able to simply get through their doors in the first place.

The great re-opening.

Please get out there and support my wonderful industry and the equally wonderful people who depend on it for their livelihoods.

What about Wimpy?

Wimpy is great, but I don’t know if I would order it again. I cannot even tell you why.