Brixton market is always a somewhat surreal experience, by virtue of how un-London the whole place is – more similar to a marketplace in Marrakech than our urban jungle. It’s also one of the few places where virtually all restaurants (bar one) are cash only. As I found out tho, it’s also the home of one of London’s must visit breakfast places.
Freud has been a great influence in both psychology and culture (besides the fact that the man had a fantastic beard), and it’s quite the mental exercise to try and think what kind of bars he would have frequented. In truth, Freud (the bar) has been something that was quite well seen on the London circuit and for very good reasons.
Min Jiang, self declared London’s most authentic Chinese restaurant (note how the duck was brought out by a white man so not so sure what authentic means), is certainly one to visit. It has a great combination of high quality food, impressive view over London (perhaps not as impressive as the Shard but from this side of the city it’s as much as you can get), and good service.
As we sat towards the back of Osteria dell’Arte, the skylight at the center of the roof gave way to warm sunshine. The waiters would chatter away in Italian, soft whispers among the wooden tables and chairs. Closing my eyes, I could easily have been transported back to a little restaurant in Rome, a little cafe on an alleyway in Venice. There was authenticity here that pulled you in gently.
If you have ever gone to Covent Garden and never gone inside the Build-a-bear shop, you have wasted your life, my friend. There is just a certain excitement about creating something. About mixing and matching. Getting it just how you like it – no compromises, no shame. PizzaBuzz is the Build-a-bear of the food world. Move over, average pizza joint. There’s a new favorite in town.
My memories of India are ones of sensory overload – from the hustle and bustle of the cities, to the aromas that completely overwhelm you, this was not a country that did subtlety. There was always a vibrancy to everything, a burst of life that could not be contained. Which is why I find the modern take on the cuisine to be rather fascinating.
London has no shortage of areas that are a marvel to wonder around yet have been completely neglected by its inhabitants who seem to only know of Soho and other zone 1 areas – and Clapham is certainly one of them. Not only does it have the Common (this vast area of green space), but it has quite a buzzing food scene too.
The holders on the bar, containing celery, sage, and all the other wonders of cocktail making, were like an invitation to a small boozy garden. It was an excellent use of ingredients as props while not losing any practicality. It also wonderfully mimicked the outside of No 32 The Old Town which planted lavender, sage, and all the other wonders of cocktail to grow and be an actual garden(ish).
As “ice-cream” rolled off the imaginary tongue of my mind, thoughts of warm halcyon days arose, equipped with the generic flavoured frozen water we call gelato. Few understand the full potential that ice-cream can have within gastronomy, with notable names such as Heston Blumenthal being one, but it seems Mantovani 1946 also understand that this can truly be an art.
The best restaurants, in my view, have the ability to envelop you completely in the culinary journey that they offer. So much so, that they act as a conduit to recollecting past visits to specific countries and are a true reflection of what that type of cuisine tastes like. Sushino En is definitely a place that fits that criteria.