Art lovers!! Shiori‘s chef, Takashi Takagi is an artist! Six courses of the tasting menu and each one a masterpiece framed on a beautiful plate. For £65 per head one commences with a tofu square in a dainty bowl, followed by a clear soup containing green leaves coated with a most… Read More ›
ALAS, THIS HAS NOW CLOSED One has written of this establishment briefly in a previous post where M. Beaudoin, an eminent French restaurant critic referred to it as a little piece of France in London…or some such! With the review written in… Read More ›
One should know that one has not been in the wars. Black & Blue is a chain of meat focussed eateries. A chain, but with solid standards. One found oneself confronted by a large red cow outside the restaurant entreating passers by… Read More ›
After a brief sojourn, one has wandered the streets of Soho for the first time in a while. Please..no suggestive comments dear readers, it is beneath you. One was off to the theatre and was on a brief recce of… Read More ›
Sir Cosmo has long dangled a carrot that one has finally seized and chomped with relish. T’was an invitation to join him at the small but ever so fashionable Dabbous in Whitfield St. Chef, Oliver Dabbous has had those press chappies… Read More ›
One trundled off to the countryside in Fortescue’s new Jaguar of which he is most proud. The green hills of Surrey glistened in the unbroken sunshine and the barbecue weekend promised by the Beeb was upon us. One arrived in the attractive olde wolde village of Shere which… Read More ›
Mes Braves! A delay in writing up this review but please afford a man in the early stages of retirement a modicum of space. One’s review of Addesso follows sans delai! A second visit to Addesso in Richmond in as… Read More ›
Khan’s is a renowned Indian eatery in Queensway, London. It is cavernous with large pillars bedecked with faux palms. One remembers it was a magical, buzzy, bazaar-like emporium in one’s younger days. Queuing was de rigeur unlike tonight (Sunday). One soon realised why. No queue, no atmosphere. The waiter grunted as… Read More ›
Dear readers, this is difficult. A confession. After which one may question your Doctor’s fine taste. Judge me as you wish. One has been to the opera. Sadly, not the Royal Opera House, nay not not even the ENO but an eatery festooned with twirling, opera singing waiters… Read More ›
The English countryside is the ideal retreat to pass the weekend. Secluded villages conceal gastronomic surprises within an easy carriage ride from Londonium. Your Doctor ventured forth along the winding narrow roads of the Chilterns to find The Old Plow. An olde 17th Century pub, now a restaurant, secreted in the village of Speen in… Read More ›
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