Travels in search of quiet eating
I was kind of expecting a wild ride at Wilde. It didn’t exactly live up to expectations. Billed as a casual eatery below railway arches, it is located at Paradise Row. In these days of hyperbole where everything is super, perfect, outstanding – paradise seems…
I make no comment about the name of the restaurant. Admittedly they could have tried for something more esoteric. However, I shouldn’t really complain that much as it’s not like I run a restaurant. I just like to criticise them, that’s much easier. Yet as…
I remember times when a visit to Brixton would set the heart racing. No, it wasn’t that the food would be sure to liven up the day but perhaps the chase back to the train station by that mugger with the machete would get the…
I learnt a lesson today. No, it wasn’t an epiphany about how great I am. Neither was it realisation of what a great job this government is doing in the current crisis. These should both be self-evident. Instead, it was about how important the head…
As the dark clouds gathered overhead, we decided to be a bit spontaneous this Sunday evening and randomly duck into the nearest Korean. Although such hasty behavior can often end in tears, on account of the risk inherent on just blindly walking through the door,…