Upper Volta without rockets

Porridge has gone upmarket in London. This basic gruel has been elevated to high culinary art, restaurants and cafes engaged in an escalating one-upmanship of Pimp My Sludge. Porridge with baked banana, yoghurt, pistachio and date syrup. Coconut porridge with activated almonds (that’s almonds soaked in water for 24 hours and dried at low heat), … Continue reading Upper Volta without rockets


Dingo took my baby

Many months back, I had lunch with a few work colleagues at Café Below. The food was nice and the cooking accomplished, but what was around the table was more absorbing than what was on it. Café Below is set in a crypt. Masterminded as a concept eatery a few years ago, it exploited a … Continue reading Dingo took my baby