Sunday Lunch

I went out for a belated birthday lunch with a Goddaughter (we share a birthday) and her hangers-on on Sunday in a local gastro pub. The food was excellent, the service friendly but not 100% professional.

Pottering in Poltava

As a postscript to yesterday’s post, Pamela and Tatyana (by e mail) amplify by referring to Byron’s narrative poem, Mazeppa, which, as with Onegin, inspired Pushkin.

Scores on the Doors

In late 2008 the Food Standards Agency (FSA) introduced this 6-tier scheme called the Food Hygiene Rating Scheme (FHRS) for England, Wales and Northern Ireland.

Lahmajoun

I mentioned two local restaurants and have subsequently been back to both; it’s what professional reviewers do. The River Café was just as good on a second visit. Because they weren’t too busy we were allowed to arrive at 1.30 and have the set lunch menu; £28 for two courses.

Out to Lunch

“It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn’t use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like “What about lunch?” (AA Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh) 

A Tale of Two Restaurants

There are two restaurants within ten minutes walk of my front door that I’d not been to until this week.

Of Teeth and Travel

Cereal House on Mark Lane was home to the London Commodity Exchange when I started in the City in 1976. There were futures markets for sugar, coffee, cocoa, etc there, as well as a bar. In 1981 the grandly named International Petroleum Exchange opened in a room that had been home to a defunct futures… Continue reading Of Teeth and Travel

Venetian Sunset

Taking a water taxi to or from the airport in or at Venice is an expensive luxury. In the old days the water bus went direct from Marco Polo to San Marco, threading through the canal at Arsenale. Then it re-routed to go via the Lido which takes over an hour.