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RESTAURANT REVIEW: Coal Vaults in Soho

31 Aug

UPDATED 5TH SEPTEMBER, 2013: Following its publication, my review of Coal Vaults‘ launch party has been removed, so the link included within my original blog is now invalid.

I gave an honest account of the event and stand by every word submitted. It would have been unethical to lie about such a negative experience and to gloss it up for the sake of popularity. Professional integrity is paramount. I applaud The Upcoming for posting my review – albeit for a brief period – and hope it didn’t cause them any trouble.

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The promise of a new “hot spot” in London is always met with anticipation and excitement. Newcomer Coal Vaults opened its doors this week with a succession of PR-driven launch events to entice celebrities and reviewers.

With promises of seasonal British cuisine, delicious cocktails and a quirky industrial interior, The Upcoming kindly decided to send me along to pen a review. What followed was one the most depressing and deflating nights ever experienced in London. Read why here.

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RESTAURANT REVIEW: Plum + Spilt Milk

28 Jul

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The Upcoming Magazine sent me to sample the beautiful British cuisine at Plum + Spilt Milk in London’s King Cross and I was blown away by the spectacular execution of one of my favourite desserts. Read the full review here.

What The Dickens Has Happened? I LOVE Pork Pies!

1 Jul

Being of Greek Cypriot origin, the humble pork pie was overlooked in my parent’s household in favour of more familiar dishes and I grew up with a deep mistrust for the ugly, brown rocks displayed on supermarket shelves and their equally unappealing description of ‘Pork Pie’.

To put it bluntly, it just didn’t look or sound exciting enough to make it onto my mother’s menu during my childhood. I can see her point: why buy a pork pie when there’s homemade souvlakia, moussaka or stuffed vine leaves to devour instead? Funnily enough, we had no issues with buying, making or eating other British grub: sausage roll; fish and chips; bangers and mash; egg and chips; scones; shepherd’s pie; baked beans…  I was raised on all the traditional fare, albeit with a Cypriot twist (Sunday roast with all the trimmings would be served with a side order of stuffed vine leaves) – it was just the pork pie we couldn’t bring ourselves to embrace… until now.

Thanks to gentlemanly vendors What The Dickens, I’m finally a convert; a sample of their wonderfully moist Pork Pie, with its delightful hints of sage and thyme, light jelly and a perfect pastry crust, blew my mind (and my tastebuds).

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What The Dickens Pork Pies

I bought a slice for my mum and she, too, has finally seen the light! We’ll be adding pork pies to our picnic baskets this summer… alongside our regular staples of cold chicken kebabs, hummus and greek salad. It’s taken three decades but I finally understand why the kids at school would get so excited when opening their lunchboxes to discover a neatly packaged, mini pork pie!