After doing a great cooking class at Bohemian Masala, a restaurant and Eco and Wellness Resort in Varkala (their huts are the CUTEST – see pics below), I decided that I had to share the recipes I learnt with you all.
I had a fabulous weekend exploring London last weekend.
After an afternoon of uncovering Notting Hill (a neighbourhood, which I had never explored before) as well as, checking out the antique goodies on offer at Portobello Market, I hopped on the tube to Brixton to meet up with a couple of friends and to head to our next destination…
After a fabulously flamboyant morning of watching the Gay Pride Parade march through Oxford Street, London in all its extravagant glory, we headed for, what I have come to coin, ‘linner’ (lunch/dinner).
I had been enticed by Bourne and Hollingsworth’s brunch, after reading about it’s cute decor and bottomless belinnis on The Londoner. After gawping at photos of its airy greenhouse-esque dining area, wacky mish mash of ornate chairs, an abundance of hanging baskets overflowing with exotic foliage and shabby chic garden furnishings, I was on their website booking my Mum, Sister and I a table…
Once we’d weaved our way through the maze, which is Farringdon (in reality, our navigational skills were just horrendous), we arrived at B & H Buildings, ravenous and raring to eat.
We were lead through to a light fresh room, dotted with lashings of tropical colour. The clinical white walls were broken up with vibrant green ivy, copious amounts of rustic hanging baskets, which were sprouting colourful vegetation and eccentric floral patterned, squishy armchairs.
Unfortunately, we weren’t sat in the greenhouse however, we did have a great, leafy view of it…
After ordering an obligatory round of their bottomless bellinis, we were ready to get down to business.
From French toast and drop scones to crispy potato hash and good ol’ full English breakfast, B&H offer up a fab selection of tempting brunch delights.
Fancying something rather sweet and stodgy, I went for a sinfully indulgent combo of french toast, streaky bacon and maple syrup (there is a very thick piece of French toast under there… I promise!!)
My Mum went for the more traditional eggs Florentine…
Whilst my sister opted for the not so traditional, crispy potato hash topped with braised beef, HP Hollandaise and crispy shallots…
Due to the restaurant being so popular, we were only able to get a table right at the end of service (at 3.45pm) so ensure you book well in advance to secure a table at a time, which best suits you.
The thing I love most about London, is its inevitable element of surprise.
Whether it’s a quirky jazz bar, an unusually themed restaurant or a wacky, pop-up food stall/market, there is always something novel around every corner, which is bound to ignite an excitement in any passerby.
My visit to London this weekend, was no exception.
On Saturday evening, after a relaxing afternoon of slurping on wine and mojitos in Covent Garden, my friends and I took to the streets of Lewisham to hunt down a night food/drinks market, which we had heard some great things about.
Situated in an abandoned 1950s indoor/outdoor market, Street Feast, a company, which pride themselves on being London’s nomadic street food circus, have transformed this unused area into a quirky den of rustic food stalls, bars, fire pits and dance floors.
Food and drink stalls selling everything from minute, mouth-watering burgers and jerk chicken to potent rum served up in your very own coconut and the essential wines, beers and cocktails, were peppered amongst the seating/dancing areas.
Illuminated by crimson fairy lights and candles melted into old wine bottles, I couldn’t decide whether I felt as though we were in an old-fashioned, 1920s jazz bar or, in the Red Light District… either way, the atmosphere was fab!!
Filled with flaming fire pits, kaleidoscopic disco balls and pumping music, it was the perfect place to dance the night away under the stars before disappearing back into the city in search of the next ‘circus’ to join…
Model Market is free entry before 7pm and £3 thereafter and takes place every Friday and Saturday until 20th September.
This market should be at the top of your ‘to-see in London’ list this summer!
For me, Sunday is an oxymoron of emotions. I get overly excited by the prospect of eating my body weight in food, whilst slumping on the sofa in front of my latest craze on Netflix. However, I also always feel that dark cloud of Monday morning lurking over my shoulder.
Therefore, last Sunday, I decided to shrug off my Monday morning blues by pushing the boat out, going against the Sunday vow of ‘thou shalt not wash’ and heading over to sample a new restaurant/cookery school in Newbury, Berkshire for lunch with a couple of family friends.
Opening in October 2014, The Woodspeen is an infant in the culinary world.
However, boasting a Michelin star chef, fresh, locally sourced produce (including, from the likes of our lunch guests from the Two Cocks Brewery #diningwithroyalty) and a cosy, friendly atmosphere, The Woodspeen is a restaurant in its prime, which I have no doubt will continue to excel even further over time.
On arrival, we were greeted by an array of smiley staff and a cosy bar area.
After swiftly inhaling a crisp glass of prosecco and a couple of bowls of homemade chicken flavoured popcorn and sage and onion crisps (YUM), we were led through to our table.
With a vaulted wooden paneled ceiling, fur-lined chair covers, woven shaggy mats, rustic exposed brick walls and a pot of tall green foliage, which sprouted as a centre piece from the sleek, grey flooring, The Woodspeen’s unique and retro decoration was on point and created the perfect ambiance for our afternoon of indulgence.
After studying the mouth-watering menu, which was handed to us on, what my Dad (an ex-teacher), compared to a school clipboard (it was, in fact, a lovely touch), we were ready to order… and EAT!
Apologies for the lack of photo, apparently I was too excited to get ‘started’…
This was then followed by a delicious amuse-bouche of pea and mint soup with sun-dried tomato and a cube of deep-fried lamb…
How cute are the bowls!? ^^^
I then went for the venison, accompanied by pave and faggot and bacon, cabbage and creamed potato for main…
It was, lick your plate and the gravy boat, scrumptious (if anyone from The Woodspeen is reading this and would like to divulge the secret ingredient, that would be muchos appreciated!)
This restaurant offers up fantastic service and fresh, beautifully presented food, both, in unbeatable surroundings.
If you are in the Newbury area, make sure you pop into The Woodspeen for a pint of The Two Cocks Brewery finest, whilst taking in the remarkable view, which encircles the restaurant.
Oh, and of course, for a gravy boat or two…
Brunch is my new-found favourite meal of the day.
Waking up with the wonderful thought that prosecco and pancakes await my arrival, makes getting out of bed on a Saturday/Sunday morning that bit more tolerable.
So, when one of my friends organised a brunch date at The Riding House Cafe in London, I was chuffed.
After reading great things about it online as well as, drooling over The Londoner’s images of breakfast smoothies in cute milk bottles and scrummy fry ups, I couldn’t wait to check it out for myself…
Once we’d weaved our way through Oxford Street’s maze of shops, we headed towards The Riding House Cafe, ravenous and raring to eat.
The restaurant boasted a rustic blue, brown and white colour scheme. With its bare brick walls, rollicking white tiled bar, rugged wooden, banqueting tables and vibrant, squishy blue bar chairs, Riding House Cafe balanced quirky character and trendy, modern decor, perfectly.
Along with its crisp colour scheme, the restaurant also offered splashes of unusual embellishments. From ornate, dusty blue lamps that lined the bar to a mishmash of retro fittings, which were sprinkled throughout the restaurant, The Riding House Cafe was a feast for the eyes… and of course, for the taste buds!
As we snooped over the other customers’ shoulders, getting more and more food envious by the second, we were handed the humongous menu.
Offering up everything from eggs benedict and rock oysters to spiced poussin and giant hash browns, here, there is a dish to satisfy any possible craving under the sun.
After much consideration we went for a bottle of prosecco and a couple of mounds of grilled halloumi to start (gotta settle those weird cravings) and then shared the buttermilk pancakes, lobster lasagna and giant chorizo hash brown, for main.
Words cannot describe how delicious the creamy, fruity, sticky, fluffy stack of pancakes were, so I’ll just show you instead…
It gets better…
The lobster lasagna was a new discovery for me, and one, which I hope to devour again soon…
And the giant hash brown with chorizo, mushroom and poached egg was a yumtastic triumph…
This cafe really does offer up a bit of everything.
Whether you are looking to have a casual bev after a long days work (or in the morning… no one’s here to judge), an extravagant three course meal, an indulgent, boozy brunch or a few tapas to nitpick at, whilst enjoying some of their wacky cocktails, you can find it at all at The Riding House Cafe…
Buckle up and enjoy the ride!