Tag: fried chicken

Lucky Buns

Lucky Buns

I feel like I need a bit of luck, especially on the eating front.  My last few visits have been plagued with pain (stomach), fear (apprehension of being robbed) and piercing insight (the metal in my mouth).  So a lucky meal for me would be 

Mei mei

Mei mei

Solving man’s problems.  I especially love it when such actions are directed personally at me. Just the other day, I was bemoaning the lack of good Malaysia food in London.  The current offerings were either rather expensive for rather staid offerings or required half a 

Seven Dials Market

Seven Dials Market

After the rather inept opening of Market Hall Canary Wharf, I needed a bit of persuading to try another indoor food market (collective eating) environment. Market Hall Canary Wharf marketed itself heavily, yet when I arrived on opening day, they kept me waiting for 30 

Bodeans

Bodeans

Desperation makes me do stupid things. I often do ill advised things without such emotional baggage but the weight of despondency and despair makes thing particularly idiotic. Like that time I ate that chicken sashimi in famished hunger. Or perhaps that time I thought it 

Normah’s Cafe

Normah’s Cafe

One thing I love about London is that there is always something new to find.  Sometimes, in the most unlikely of places. I am referring here to food of course.  The arts often seem to be too far above my head.  As my friends like