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Edwins – a neighbourhood GEM
Hallelujah. That’s all I have to say. Blog post finished. Thanks, folks – see you next time. Oh, you know I’m joking. Silly me. How could I possibly not spend the next couple of minutes waxing lyrical about one of the best restaurants I’ve been to in a wee while. You see, last week lunch.money and I popped our heads into Edwins to taste...
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Pass the decaf (and don’t judge)
I wasn’t expecting what happened after my statement. His raucous laughter filled up the room and sent a shock wave through my whole body. A minute later, after he had calmed down, the following statement left his mouth – “Yea, that’s what all junkies say”. Junkie? Me? JUNKIE??? Oh god, oh god, oh god. I think he might be right. I was about to...
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Car park dining at its finest – WILDFLOWER, Peckham
I don’t think I can keep up with the rate London changes. I’m not saying that’s a bad thing and it’s definitely what makes me love this city so much. The last time I went to Peckham, the multi-storey car park was merely an empty space with a cheap Campari bar with a good view on the roof. Last Friday however, turned out to...
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Coresport – The best exercise shirt in the world?
Have you ever attempted to do a cardio workout in a cotton t-shirt? If you have, I’m pretty sure you’ll have winced just reading that sentence. The claggy (good word, right) sweat that literally clings to your body as you attempt to writhe out of the shirt is something to behold. Or not… I learned the hard way when I was relatively new to...
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Cignale Enoteca, Tokyo
You’d think that a self confessed raw fish obsessive who has booked a trip to Tokyo would want to spend each day – morning, noon and night – slurping up every silky seafood slither in sight. Right? Well, I thought so too, until I made my 10 year dream trip to Tokyo a reality. Why? Because on the flight there, good old lunch.money...
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Two Michelin starred dining at Ren, Tokyo
“I literally have no idea where this place is”, I mumbled as I wandered down a dimly lit alleyway in Tokyo’s upmarket Shinjuku district, spying thorough windows of restaurants that were not the one we were looking for. It was 5.30pm and we had been saving ourselves for dinner most of the day. And I was on the verge of severe hanger. Luckily, lunch.money...
