"Which is how, for some reason, we ended up with 15kg of top end Japanese rice in the apartment having hand carried it back in hold luggage on two separate occasions."
“As we entered the very luxurious hotel within which the restaurant was situated, I noticed the doorman squirm, as he silently but not totally imperceptibly judged my choice of outfit.”
“The only realistic option was a slightly mad dash to the bus terminal, at which point I basically entirely lost the plot, and along with it any hope of eating tasty grilled molluscs before the day was out. Buses, as we all know, are slow and sh*t.”
“The “King Henry” cut, which must have originally been invented for a hungry family of large Polynesians, felt crude in the extreme, but even the standard cut was massive.”
“I used to defend the London food scene. “If you know where to go, it’s good” I would say. “Try this place” I would implore, as weary foreign visitors signalled their disappointment after over-sampling the UK’s endless supply of white carbs”
“It is safe to say that I was pleased with my weekend’s work. I had slayed some big beasts, even though it had meant getting up early and staying out late. Eating at positively awkward times had never felt so rewarding.”
“Wherever I have lived in the world there has always been a kindly Ghanaian man who is skilled with a pair of clippers and bestowed with an entrepreneurial spirit.”
“Yes, there are Philly cheesesteaks too, which were good in a cheap and dirty kinda way and eaten leaning forward while sat on a park bench to avoid cheese whizz getting on my shorts”
“Wedding aside, my plans for New York had inevitably included chasing “only in New York” moments. A walk in central park, eating a slice at night after a show, visiting a proper Jewish deli for chopped liver bagels. That sort of thing.”