Foley’s

Foley’s

Foley’s Folly.  At least that is what I couldn’t help but think of every time I heard the word “Foley”.  I know that it is a rarely used word and most people would rather use its more commonplace synonym but I love words too much. 

Le Gavroche

Le Gavroche

This restaurant seems to court news almost as well as some politicians.  In these turbulent times, with surprises at every corner and seemingly impossible situations coming to pass, I thought that I might as well live a little.  While the iron is hot, or perhaps 

Song Que

Song Que

Song Que.  Song who? At least that was my first reaction when I heard the name.  Did it mean that there would be some type of performance? Was it the reason that there was a giganormous queue at the front?  Was there to be some 

Coriander

Coriander

When I first arrived in the UK those many years ago, one thing I found quite puzzling (and was to later find out was quintessentially British) was a preoccupation with talk of the weather.  How was your day?  Rainy?  Oh, how unfortunate. Must have been