This post is one I’ve been meaning to finish since my trip to London a few months ago. I figured with the opening ceremonies upon us it was a great time to pop in a recommendation for those of you Olympic bound. It was one of the last days of our trip and we woke early to make the journey out...
We all know the British love their tea. With the rise of the Starbucks era you might feel the age old tradition of tea time fading. At least visually speaking. As you scan the street landscape you’re more apt to find a coffee shop than a tea shop. Don’t get me wrong, you can still grab a...
As a quick follow up to a post about my love of less options and simply designed generic products, Marks + Spencers of London has a nice approach. Not as clean as Canada’s Loblaw’s and certainly not hitting the Pathmark NO FRILLS circa 1978 gold standard but commendable. A more modern design...
You can’t go to London without having some Indian food. It’s so synonymous with British cuisine that it’s referred to as, well…British cuisine. On this trip I hit two semi-famous local spots. They were drastically different in ever way; location, ambiance, food and price....
If there’s one place you have to visit when in London it’s Borough Market. Yes, it’s a little touristy. Yes, It can be crowded. Despite these negatives the culinary wonders that can be seen, smelt and tasted far outweigh the annoyances. I’ve been here before. You may...
The name of this place always sounds like you’d walk into a velvet draped boudoir riddled with oil rubbed fry men being fanned by veiled mermaids. My over active imagination aside, any trip to Londontown without a stop at this bare bones chip shop is a failure as far as I am concerned. I hit...
London called and I answered with wife in tow. A 72 hour long banger and mash crawl sent us to the far ends of London proper allowing us to discover a myriad of tasty outside of our self-prescribed sausage hunt. A few delicious, quick food joints and a small disappointment at one of London’s...
This is a bit of a dated post as I finally get around to a bunch of experiences that have been half written for the past month or so. This one was my last meal in London from the scout trip I did for the Yodel Studio Project. Jen, Britt and I headed up to Clerkenwell, one of my favorite London...
You all know I am not the biggest fan of London food. But this meal definitely turns that idea on it’s head. I am going to let the pics speak mostly for themselves here. Before we get into that here is some ambiance. We arrived in a quaint part of chelsea and sauntered into the clean but...
This was the largest gnocchi I have ever seen. It was tender and dripped with a marscapone cheese sauce. What could go wrong? It was lunch time and I sat at a long table just off of Covent Garden with 8 colleagues who were helping me figure out the details of my October Project. Our surprisingly...
A few posts ago I mentioned it was hard to find tasty in London but breakfast is the exception to that rule. A good Full English is a great way to start the day. It’s virtually everywhere, packs a punch and always leaves you happy. This particular FE was consumed in the restaurant of my hotel....
London, England, not my favorite place to eat. But, that just makes it more interesting. It means you need to dig in and poke around more. Talk to people, find out what they like. That’s how you find what is good. I was in London for an entire week so there was a lot of “finding”...
Any trip to London is not complete without at least one fish and chips meal and one Indian meal. This trip, the haddock was fried at the Fryers Delight. And, a delight it was. Paying for Mayo and tarter sauce is never a delight. Why do they do that again? Gandi’s provided the above plate of...
My friend Matt mandated I find and try the breakfast at Maria’s Market café. He claims the best in London. I woke up early on a Wed and found my way down to the Borough Market. On Thurs, Fri and Sat it is a bustling produce, meat and flower mélange where purveyors and customers buy and sell the...
As the wheels of my plane from Copenhagen squeaked the tarmac I pulled out the SAS in flight magazine from the seat back in front of me. Tray table properly stowed of course. I flipped quickly through the glossy and stuck on a restaurant review for a place called St. Johns. An interview with the...
