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  • A Christmas prelude at Portland.

    Given that I am the least reliable, least time-driven, least task-oriented person on the face of the planet, I am also the least deserving when it comes to being granted the responsibility of managing and maintaining a blog. Any post…

  • Sunday Brunching at Hakkasan

    “I love brunch, Steve. I love everything about it. I love drinking too much, blowing off my afternoon plans, sleeping, waking up disoriented…” - Roger Smith, American Dad Throughout the week, my morning soy latte is generally enough to carry me…

  • Lima: the heart of Peru in the heart of London.

    With Chefs across the globe handpicking techniques, ideas and ingredients in a bid to create something unique or highly sought after, it is becoming increasingly difficult to truly be wow-ed by any standalone dining experience. However, many food obsessive tragics carry with them the one dining experience…

  • Schnacking at The Clove Club

    Ever since I moved to London, I have maintained an ever-growing list of restaurants I wish to try within the notes function of my iPhone. Nothing is more satisfying than finally getting around to dine at any one of them,…

  • My hood: Sharing the local love.

    We are foreigners in a strange land. I washed up on London's shore from Sydney and The Swede, not surprisingly, hails from Sweden. Needless to say, we have a lot of visitors passing through our little Holland Park home. The…