Fresh. Seasonal. Produce. No, not the predictable conclusion of an episode of Kitchen Nightmares, but rather the mantra of the Real Food Festival, a gathering for the capital’s conscientious foodies. But has this well-trodden vision of modern eating had its chips, and can the festival even be said to represent it?
Apart from Campino-striped blazers and quartet harmonies, you might wonder what there is to miss about the barbershops of old. As with most male-only establishments, they embody a slightly homoerotic fraternity.
I like the name Vinopolis – sounds Bacchic. Hmmm, yes, oh, I’m getting: randy fauns, burbling red juices; ooh…bosoms, yes. Fig leaves, and…a little touch of sin! Delightful! Proclaim it, go on: Vinopolis! City of wine! Blessed Mother of the ancient fountain! Source of the celestial stream!
Success stories are hard to resist. So is chocolate. On this basis, the rise of fine chocolatier Marc Demarquette is easy to understand. What is more challenging to explain however, is how, in just three short years, his name has come to be recognised as one of the finest in London.
‘Freshen up! Freshen up! Freshen up!! Get some pussy tonight!’ All around London this Easter weekend, the city’s finest criers will be making us gentlemen’s visits to the toilet that little bit more entertaining. But what do we get for our pound? Just a squirt and a lolly? Or are we getting an authentic poetic [...]
Living in any city, it can be hard to get a sense of perspective or objectivity. Especially in London, which is pretty flat in the middle – unlike Paris, for example, where you can get up on a hill quite easily – you have to work hard to find the views here. So what’s it [...]
The idea of spending a morning picking up some culinary expertise at Leiths, one of the capital’s big name cookery schools, was a very attractive one. In reality, however, the experience fell far short of my expectations. Was I hoping for too much?
Bespoke is the last word in luxury. Something can only be really special if it is rare or, better still, unique; designed for one individual, and one only. With this in mind, Floris Perfumes is offering one of the most personal and romantic services imaginable, a bespoke fragrance service – quite an extraordinary experience.
People who like Graham Norton have no future. Furthermore, musicals belong to a deeply sinister genre, only enjoyed by the flaky, perverted or infirm. Proudly sporting this staunch cummerbund of masculine prejudice, I chuckled disparagingly at the idea of La Cage Aux Folles, which rather seemed like the epitome of wanton dross. A week later, [...]
‘There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion’, as Sir Francis Bacon once quothed, perhaps at a low moment in front of the mirror. Improvised theatre is guaranteed to be hit and miss, but the spontaneous drama that Night, London: Adventures in a Splintered City produces, is more than beautiful [...]
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