3 Ko Bros

3 Ko Bros

I am on an eternal hunt for the perfect fried chicken.  Not the Perfect Fried Chicken, there are enough stores named that in London so that is not a hard task. Venturing around my local area, I was told repeatedly and by various people (to 

Tsunami

Tsunami

Big wave – that’s what tsunami means. When I say big, I am understating that a bit.  It is smashing, crushing, furiously ferociously killing menace.  It ends life, makes people scream in fear and haunts dreams. I used to think that could be me. That’s 

Bunsik

Bunsik

I’m a sucker for fried chicken. It is not something that wanes day to day, is dependent on the temperature or the weather.  It is always a deep yearning in my soul.  That is, as long as I haven’t just eaten too much of it. 

Le Bab Canary Wharf

Le Bab Canary Wharf

Eating food in the east of London is diversifying. Although London seems to clump together in ethnic groups depending on the area, breaking out the diversity (as with most things) is a good thing.  In particular, when Canary Wharf has moved to widen its selection