Malaysian Deli

Malaysian Deli

If you listen to much of my moaning (not wise), you know that my eating choices have been sadly constrained by circumstance.  That is entirely my fault though and was easily foreseeable.  It just leads to more of a challenge and I am never one 

Lai Rai

Lai Rai

You shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. Neither should you do the same for a door at restaurant. Likewise you should be careful listening to a hypocritic.  Do what I say, not what I do.  Such was my self talk as I first entered, 

Galao

Galao

With opportunities to go out and savour food outside sadly curtailed by current circumstance, I have been snatching more than usual coffees.  These are things that can be enjoyed in rather compressed time frames. On the other hand, recent events have also driven me to 

Chi

Chi

As I was reminded the other day, desperation is a bad colour to wear.  So when I had a severe hankering for Chinese food combined with laziness meaning I wouldn’t go far, I didn’t have a choice. I was fortunate though in that there was 

SW16 Bar & Kitchen

SW16 Bar & Kitchen

Life (well at least mine) is an exercise in being constantly surprised. I’ve never been to Streatham.  I was more out of my depth than usual.  I didn’t choose this restaurant, it chose me.  So with these many excuses in hand, I arrived at SW16