Review #8 – Sergio’s, Fitzrovia
Old school Italian with old skool choons.
Old school Italian with old skool choons.
Slow breakfast in a big room
Ham, mustard, tea. All good.
A Spanish gem in Finsbury Park. Yum.
In a cattle station on Charlotte St we get some Mexican food.
A one-two of snooker and kebab on Green Lanes. Jimmy White would be proud.
A brief muse on the changing status of the oyster from working class staple to high end luxury.
In 2013 I spent a year conducting a (rather self-indulgent) experiment. I realised that I’d got stuck in a rut of eating in the same places all the time. Which seemed a waste given that in my local neighbourhood alone there are enough restaurants to not have to eat in the same place twice over…
Arguing for a landmark museum of classical music in the City of London.
Once a year (or twice if I’m feeling very energetic and can get the time off work) I volunteer to collect donations on behalf of the Poppy Appeal.* It’s something that I welcome doing as a small act of remembering a good friend (now passed away) who once organised the poppy collectors of Chelsea, and also…