I was born in Southern America, Georgia to be precise. Though we moved from the south to the midwest when I was only three, I still claim my birthright as a southerner. I mean would be crazy not to. No disrespect to the cuisine of Colorado, the food of the south speaks to me more. Peach pie, Sweet tea, Biscuits and gravy, crawfish boil, gumbo, etouffee and of course Jambalaya.
My Curated List of site, brands, shops and bloggers that I can’t get enough of.
Homewares Heals // Habitat // Ikea // West Elm // Anthropologie // Flying Tiger // Selfridges // Forrest // Zara Home // H&M Home // Home Sense
Food: Lina Store // Japan Centre // Selfridges Food // Harrods Food Hall //
Food Bloggers: One Hungry Asian // Cutlery Cronicals // Eat Like a Girl // Food Stories // Hollow Legs // Little London Foodie // Romy London Vegan Food Blog // London Foodie // Ms Marmite Lover // Samphire & Salsify // Little Miss Katy
LIfestyle Bloggers: Fashion For Lunch // Fashion Foie Gras // Wildcat Fintess //
I have always had a soft spot for tennis. I took it up as a kid for two reasons. Being obsessed with the upturned collar Lacoste polo shirt and deck shoe wearing preppy brigade it was the ONLY sport that I could play and play the part of the prepster. The other reason I played tennis was that because of my general husky size I was recruited by the football team to play and the last thing I wanted to get battered around on a grassy muddy field by a bunch of other adolescent kinds. So, tennis was my way out, my escape, my pass to avoid broken bones and bruised eyes and feigning a macho persona.
I had the pleasure of attending an evening of Greek produce and food. Before the night, Greek food to me was grilled lamb, plastic wrapped feta and moussaka. Yeah, I know it’s more than that, what I liked most was their passion for the ingredients.
We learned about currants, dairy, mastic and obviously olive oil. In my mind I never associate olive oil with Greece, yes, I knew that they produced it. But it really hit home how important it is to Greece when reminded that it comes from a sacred and blessed tree dating to ancient Greece. Olive branches were used to crown Olympic winners after all.
If you follow me on Instagram (and if you dont.. why not?) you know that I’m obsessed with ice cream. I’m somewhat an ice cream snob… I say somewhat and really mean a total Ice Cream snob. I mean life is too short for the run of the mill ice cream. As wankery, as it sounds, small batch is the best. These alchemists of ice cream really know their craft and use the best ingredients. Most importantly they have a major passion for the creamy stuff and they are all bloody lovely people too!
About 4 years ago I thought the burger bubble would have burst by now. Not in as much the way that burgers would just go away… but more in the way that people would not try and break into the burger scene in London. Honestly, I’m glad that the bubble has not burst, I’m excited that new burgers are coming on to the scene. I’m optimistic that some of the OG burger joints are upping their game. I’m wondering if we really need a branch of Whalburgers?
Like most things in life all the fresh and exciting talent comes from the street. Food is no different. In order to stand out, you need to carve your niche. Here are three of my favourite New Kids on the (Burger) Block.
I don’t know about you, but this Saturday I had major FOMO. Not just because of the Royal Wedding, but I realised that vie never been to Windsor. While doing my Windsor restraint recon, I saw Yo Sushi was doing a special Royal Wedding Afternoon tea. I’m not embarrassed to admit this, but I really love Yo Sushi, so much, in fact, I chose to ring in the New Year this year at the Southbank Restaurant. Seeing that this Afternoon Tea was only available in Windsor, I did not want to suffer more FOMO.
I grew up on Mexican food and Disney animations, so when I was invited to a Tamale Masterclass at Mestizo to help launch the Blu-ray and DVD release of Disney Pixar’s animated smash Coco I could not say no.