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By Nick Purves ⋅ June 29, 2011 ⋅ Post a comment

The main course was Hungarian food at its best, a full-bloodied union of rich meat and heaps of vegetables

By Nick Purves ⋅ June 23, 2011 ⋅ Post a comment

For me, it’s always a bad sign when you could make a dessert better yourself than the restaurant does

The food couldn’t be simpler: pick a burrito, taco or salad, and have it filled with your choice of pork, chicken, beef or vegetables

The friendly staff buzzed around as we sat in a gentle haze of tequila and tasty food, trying to decide if we wanted pudding

Art dealer Richard Nagy’s long-awaited exhibition of some 50 of Egon Schiele’s watercolours and drawings

I fell in love with the gorgeous choice of handbags, including a rather stunning red suede satchel

By Jane Bradley ⋅ May 6, 2011 ⋅ One comment

It’s a bizarre sensation, having hundreds of suction-cup mouths suddenly feasting on your skin, but not painful at all

By Nick Purves ⋅ March 30, 2011 ⋅ Post a comment

Everything about Black and Blue is schizoid, for ravenous carnivores who like a Brandy Alexander on the side

By Nick Purves ⋅ March 19, 2011 ⋅ Post a comment

Ping Pong specialises in dim sum, so my companion and I gathered together a selection of the steam dumplings

By Nick Purves ⋅ March 9, 2011 ⋅ Post a comment

Given that Shrove Tuesday was yesterday, I sampled some of their pancakes, or as they are know in Hungary: palacsinta