Travels in search of quiet eating
It is the unexciting which is the hardest to write about. Mediocrity is rather boring. On the flip side, something with is extravagantly, undeniably good is also rather difficult. Come to think of it, it is only when things are quite bad, that it seems…
An unanticipated effect of fame can be the loss of something. It could be humility (look how great I am). Or perhaps sense (look, I can fly!). Yet most sadly, perhaps it is just loss of 20/20 vision instead morphing into something rather more constrained…
Hackney is an interesting part of town. It has fascinating residents. Consider the following. Left to right, armoured car, followed by tank and thirdly, happy yellow triangle with sunglasses. Then the military procession continues with a fortified vehicle. This is the district where Cornerstone has…
When people preface words with “da”, I cannot but help think back to my high school days where everyone would try to be a little “gangsta”. In such times, the word would seem to make things that much more hip. Strutting around school, prefacing…
Much as I love a hunk of dripping/smouldering meat, I have learnt that sometimes more vegetarian pursuits can be tasty too. In particular, bread can distract me from thoughts of a carnivorous kind. Sourdough baguette and whipped butter. A particularly beautiful piece of bread. See…