Critique #7 – La Cage Aux Fioles, Lille
Perfect lunch in a cobbly cavern
Perfect lunch in a cobbly cavern
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.
A couple of weeks ago I went back to the north for a conference in Middlesbrough.* Some academics complain about having to go to conferences but for me, no matter where they take place (even Holloway Road), there’s always something to be learnt by getting out of the conference and having a good wander around. This…