Table for one at Bancone

One of my favourite things to do in London is explore new places alone. Mainly because I like to do things on my own terms, but sometimes it's because I can never be sure if my findings will be underwhelming - then, at least, I'm only disappointing myself.

Brunch at NAC

As a belated birthday treat, I asked my friend where she'd like to go for brunch. As we're both south west I thought she'd suggest somewhere local, but I was quite excited when she said she'd had her eye on NAC for a while, so did I want to try there?

Summer at Oslo

It's OSLO, take two. I blogged about Hackney Central's (not) best kept secret last year, when I was invited to try the summer cocktail menu and ended up being treated to dinner, too. I was excited to return with the promise of sampling their summer food menu.

Bottles, Spitalfields Market

In London, it's unlikely your interest will be peaked by the words 'wine bar'. Here, alcohol is a key part of the restaurant landscape. There are places for the snobs, and there are places for those who are just looking for the nearest (and longest) happy hour.

Champagne & canapés at The Devonshire Club

A few Fridays ago, I'd RSVP-ed to a cocktail party at The Devonshire Club. But when the day came, I was hungover, and so very tired. The last thing I wanted to do was trek from west to east (if you consider Liverpool Street east) to drink again.

Rudie's at Boxpark

Read this glaring neon sign and you'd be forgiven for thinking you were being casually insulted... But in all realness, the jerk refers to the seasoning, and what you're witnessing is the second branch of popular Jamaican casual dining restaurant, Rudie's.

Dipping into Hipchips

I don't know about you, but I love a good crisp. I count Hula Hoops, McCoys and Tyrrells amongst my top three (closely flanked by Doritos Tangy Cheese). So a crisp and dip cafe is right up my street. Well, actually, it's up Old Compton Street, in the heart of Soho.

A Very Lazy Chinese New Year

I'm not blessed with any sort of culinary pazazz, my method being 'throw it all together and hope for the best.' My specialities (if you can call them that) are curries, bakes and spag bol. I'm a sucker for anything that promises ease, and that's where Very Lazy comes in.

Glow To Go with facialist Abigail James

Recently I spent the evening in the company of 'the Queen of skin' Abigail James, a facialist who works on the likes of Rita Ora and Poppy Delevingne. She's collaborating with healthy food hangout Squirrel as part of their 'Best in Field' series, launching a 'Glow to Go' salad.

The Atlas Mountains

On day two, we escaped the hustle and bustle of the Medina and journeyed to the peace of the Atlas Mountains. My mum booked a day trip which included a guide, an experienced driver (for the mountain trails) and lunch with a Berber family, finishing with a hike.

The Roastaurant with McCain

A few weeks ago I was invited to visit McCain's roast dinner pop up at the Truman Brewery in Shoreditch, to help them settle the #greatroastdebate. What makes the perfect roast dinner? What's your side of choice? And what about the gravy?

Female spirits at Courtesan

Nope, this post is coming your way three weeks late... "Spirit" refers to the alcoholic kind, and "female" to the fact females are the ones behind the spirits offered at newly-refurbished Courtesan, a dim-sum restaurant in Brixton.

You can't go wrong with a cheeseboard

I'm not sure why we only really associate cheeseboards with Christmas in England. If I had it my way, I'd indulge year round - but then maybe I wouldn't appreciate them so much? The combo of cheese, crackers and chutney is my weakness; once I have one, I can't stop.

Little Shuffle Club, Shoreditch

I'm kind of crap at sports. Actually, strike that... I'm terrible at sports. I only become competitive when I'm doing vaguely well, and then I get overly enthusiastic, lose focus, and er, lose. So the launch of London's first permanent table shuffle club, The Little Shuffle Club, peaked my interest. 

A few from Lisbon

My trip was well timed. As the season changed, I said goodbye to the last quarter of the year and what it represented to me, and hopped on a plane. Three hours later, in Portugal, I felt lighter. And as the warmth hit my skin, I could breathe deeper too.

Living it large at The Lighterman

It's fun to win, isn't it? When my bezzie and I tagged each other on an Instagram post to win a meal and cocktails at this rather fancy gastropub near Kings Cross, we never actually thought we'd win. But we did, and the excuse of free food and booze came at the perfect time.

A Midsummer Night's Dream Afternoon Tea

I'm weary of defining any activity on my blog as 'masculine' or 'feminine', suitable for men or suitable for women. So I won't. But what I will say is that The Swan at The Globe's Midsummer Night's Dream Afternoon Tea (bit of a mouthful in more ways than one) is unashamedly pink, sweet, sugary and beautiful. 

A Curiously British Brunch at Mr Fogg's Tavern

Mr Fogg's Tavern has been on my list (you know, the one all Londoners have, of places to visit, eat or drink, which is as long as their arm?) for ages. AGES. What a joy it was, then, to be invited to try their new brunch - launching next Saturday - complete with bottomless punch.

Fiz Bar, Lights of Soho

My first thought when I heard that Fiz Bar, London's first sparkling wine pop-up, had acquired a ten week residency at Brewer Street's Lights of Soho was "...really?" As in "really? how on Earth did they manage that?"

Croatia with Medsailors: Bol, Stari Grad, Split

The morning after what was a late one for many in Hvar, we had a quiet breakfast before setting off to our next destination. We'd heard whispers that we might not be able to visit Bol, but nothing had been confirmed yet, so we were left waiting, waiting...