The road trip of a lifetime? I have not spent Ferragosto in Italy for absolutely ages, my August family holiday usually limited to just over a week, due to the obvious work commitments. This year some exceptional circumstances (change of job!) meant that we could take a slightly longer Italian break to fit in a family wedding as well as our habitual week in Cilento. We then tried to figure out how we could take our pooch Amber and well,…
***the review pertains to the Green Room previous existence*** A few months ago, on a stroll by the South Bank, we spotted a new restaurant, tucked in a previously unused corner of Upper Ground, right behind the National Theatre’s concrete structure. A single storey, wood and glass space with a bright green neon sign reading ‘the Green Room’. I did not make much of it to be honest, until one day, thinking of going somewhere locally for a bite to…
Once upon a time Kings Road used to (almost) be my neck of the wood, but since moving to South East London a few years ago, we do not come this way often enough. A chance to do so was an invitation by friend and fellow blogger Mondo Mulia to try out the new menu at recently renovated local pub/restaurant The Imperial. In the words of the owners, it is ‘more than a gastro pub’; it occupies the site of…
Last year @bmcboy and I celebrated an important milestone in our marriage so I was looking for something special to celebrate. One of the options was to have lunch for friends and family in a country hotel. A colleague mentioned a place she had just visited and loved and the name struck me as an unlikely name for an idyllic retreat: The Pig. Fast forward a year and I receive an invite from Jori White PR to visit the very…
A tweet from @Ciaochowbakery had caught my eye – a bakery for London dogs and their human companions! Their mission statement even more tempting: ‘In response to years of Frappucino envy, a Kickstarter campaign is helping London’s canine population to fund a café to call their own. No longer will they be ignored, leashed to a lamp post (or worse yet, confined to a handbag) while their caregivers scoff biscotti and swill skinny lattes. Dogs in the know will be…