Tag Archives: fish
Dakar Really
And you thought I’d died. I was here all along. Well, not here here. But you know. Here. As well you know, I have few opportunities to dine out these days as I spend every waking moment training Vengeance to be a Ninja. If it’s Ninja to approximate a Cleveland Steamer on Daddy’s chest, then […]
72QT
OK, the food was nothing to write home about. Barely enough to write a blog about. To be fair, 72QT (http://www.72qt.co.uk/) doesn’t claim to be an out and out restaurant. It’s actually a Latvian guesthouse which seasonally offers meals on the weekends if you book in advance. Which we did, but the single lady on […]
You’ve Got A Pretty (ply)Mouth
Quiet of late I know, but autumn has finally arrived and that is when I get really moody and introspective like someone famous like that. Also, I’ve not been in London for a series of weekends so it’s tricky to tackle the quest when I’m not here. Still, it’s hardly fair to deprive you of […]
Say it loud: I’m back and I’m proud!
You think you know who your friends are. You lavish them with your wisdom, witticisms and aesthetic qualities (everyone knows I’m a stone cold milf*) and how do they pay you back? They slack off. Well, I’ll remember this Knockers. I have to travel for a few days and what do you do? You don’t […]
Adams Cafe
Adams Cafe (http://www.adamscafe.co.uk)? Hey Adam? What’s your problem with apostrophe’s? And if you’re a Tunisian restaurant, hailing from a part francophone nation, where’s the acuté accént on the e of Café? This isn’t Dalston. This isn’t Camden. This is nice West London where such things matter. Points of View are going to get both barrels […]
Point Brack(enbury)
To honour the advancing of Mrs Del Monte’s age by a year, Mrs Del monte’s folks kindly took me to The Brackenbury Restaurant (http://www.brackenburyrestaurant.co.uk/) nestled in the heart of Brackenbury Village. And Mrs Del Monte. Brackenbury Village, for those who find Chiswick too hip, Kensington too bustly and Barnes not twee enough. The Brackenbury was […]
I’m Back: The Del Montemoon: Part C: Cartagena
The final leg of our mammoth trip was a week in Cartagena trying to find the big emerald from Romancing the Stone. It’s never made clear in the film that this is discovered by Jack T Colton. Sure, he owns a dirty great yacht and he’s wearing crocodile skin boots. But he could have inherited […]
I’m Back: The Del Montemoon: Part 1: Bogotá
Say it loud! I’m back and I’m proud! That’s right Del Monte-lovers. Your intrepid correspondant has returned from honeymoon complete with sunburn, swimsuit-chafing, excess of piña colada and awesome Spañish putos. Three weeks, that’s a lot of food to report on so I’m going to spread the good stuff over three entries. Deal with it. Coño. […]
Peckham Bazaar
Me and Mrs Del Monte undertook a pilgrimage to the home of Desmond’s and to meet up with my chum Span, B-Money and Lil Mo. Peckham Bazaar (http://peckhambazaar.tumblr.com/) is running for a few weekends over the summer at Frog on the Green (more dates), serving Balkan-inspired grilled stuff. Though it can’t be categorised easily as […]
Ritzkrieg
If food is the currency of love (and it is) then Mrs Del Monte has earned herself an affair with a really hot guy (Hugh Grant) or two affairs with average guys (Ant then Dec). Not only did she mark my Birthday with a surprise trip to Lisbon last week, she took me out to […]
Restaurants of the World Unite! 