One remembers a darker time, when brigands, thieves and robbers roamed the streets of olde London towne. One feared for one’s wallet and possibly one’s life. Now, fortunately, Wandsworth is much safer and your Doctor fearlessly ventured across Wandsworth bridge… Read More ›
One was recently discussing eateries with one of one’s chums and the subject of fine meat arose. Now, in the colonial States of America one can say that a good steak is easy to find. However, back in blighty, the… Read More ›
The colonial land of America. Land of the free and also possessing a large number of cows. (About 98 million). Your doctor has been travelling and would like to share with you his view on American food. Apologies to one’s… Read More ›
Nothing is more satisfying than a succulent, juicy, well matured and perfectly cooked steak. When it is uncooked and served as steak tartare however, your Doctor is more cautious as the beef must be of the finest quality or disappointment… Read More ›
Tucked away in a residential street just behind Fulham Broadway is a Michelin star Gastropub. The only one in London no less. It is a joy and so are the helpful and friendly staff! But beware! Parking in this area… Read More ›
“One might think one was in New York” commented Masterton excitedly as we gazed through the floor to ceiling windows at the towering buildings of glass and steel. Indeed he was right, it was a glorious view from the restaurant… Read More ›
Up a back passage in one of the classier parts of London, just off St. James’s is a well concealed entrance to Davey’s Wine Bar. One of a London chain of wine bars with a traditional style all their own…. Read More ›
What a pleasure to partake of luncheon on the terrace of the Goring Hotel. One might consider oneself bewitched to be seated in an oasis of calm midst the bustle of a calamitous major city such as Londinium. Truly, this… Read More ›
Good heavens! Why the deuce would one adopt “The Grazing Goat” as the name for an hostelry of good repute. Whatever next? “The Munching Rabbit”, “The Sniggering Tadpole”. Gone are the days of the “Queen’s Head” or the plain old… Read More ›
T’was a sad tale of which I was recently regaled by a good chum of mine. He was most pleased to have secured a table at the Savoy for dinner. However upon arriving he was informed that he had no… Read More ›
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