Author: Sarah Kemp

White and Milk Malteser cake

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I ran a Macmillan coffee morning at my work on Friday. We ran it last year and Mitzy Wilson, ex editor of Delicious Magazine came into the office to judge the winner. It was such a lovely morning – everyone brought in their cake and paid £2 to enter. The overall winner won a bottle of Laurent Perrier Champagne and she was absolutely thrilled as she didn’t consider herself as much of a baker. So, when the information pack landed on my desk this year, I decided that it would be good to do it again, especially since most of the people in the office now weren’t around this time last year. I have met Sig from Scandilicious a couple of times and I am a massive fan of her blog – so I asked if she would be willing to come in and judge. To my delight she wanted to come in. We had a total of 13 entries and I baked a Maltesers cake. My inspiration came from Poires au Chocolat, who just …

The Kitchin, Edinburgh

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‘Would you ever move out of London?’ I asked my friend as we left Edinburgh airport in our taxi. Her reply? Of course not. We’re spoiled in London. There is a comfort of knowing that there is always something to do, even if you don’t actually want to be doing anything. Then of course there are the restaurants, there are loads of greats. When we go on holiday (this was our first one together), we actively seek the best places to eat. No surprise then that both of us were quite rightly excited about dining at The Kitchin for lunch. We were greeted by a familiar face at reception, a girl that used to work with us in London. Having lived in London all of her life, she decided she wanted to break away and embark on new foodie adventures. One may think that Edinburgh isn’t the obvious choice but read on and you’ll see why it is. Our coats were hung and champagne glasses clinked. A basket of freshly baked bread sticks, cheese puffs, …

Dishoom, Covent Garden

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Until 3 years ago, I always tried to steer clear of Indian food. I had a very bad take away experience when I was a child, which left me scarred and it wasn’t until I moved to London that I realised that there was more to Indian food than my local take away that we used to get every Friday evening. My favourite curry house is one near where I live in Wembley called Karahi King. I have yet to write a review of it but you can see a great one here. I banged on about it enough to entice Carly and her boyfriend, The Peanut Gallery to travel all the way out here. Apart from Moti Mahal, which is fantastic but slightly too expensive to warrant regular visits, I haven’t had the pleasure of a well priced decent Indian meal in Central London, until last week. The new restaurant on the block is Dishoom, which bases itself on a traditional Bombay cafe. Their menu runs throughout the day with breakfast items such as …

Ginger and White, Hampstead

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Australians are taking over London, yaaaaaaaay! Well, I’d actually like to think so purely based on the fact that they are bringing their incredible cafe culture to London. Please sirs, we want some more! I’m talking about Ginger and White in leafy Hampstead. I honestly couldn’t have asked for a better day last Sunday. I woke up at 9, hopped in the car and drove to Hampstead. Nestled down a quiet countryesque lane next to houses built for our shorter predecessors, Ginger and White boasts a cute range of breakfast, brunch, teas and coffee. I’m not a coffee drinker myself but I adore looking at a silky smooth flat White. The first thing you notice as you walk through the door is the vast amount (or maybe it looks vast as the counter is teeny) of home baked cakes, breakfast muffins and pastries. All housed in front of shelves stocked with kilner jars full of pulses and spices and delightful pastel tea sets. Venture further inside and you’ll find a large communal table (above which …

Vintage at Goodwood

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For those of you who know me, you’ll know that my boyfriend is a part of the team that set up and worked on Vintage at Goodwood. So from the word go I knew all of the goings on behind the scenes. It was an exciting year in the lead up to the first event. Throughout the year I learned that there would be an arena for each different era, from the 1940’s to 1980’s. I also learned that there would be a pop up high street, the first of it’s kind and 200 + market stalls selling the finest Vintage clothing. This was to be the largest vintage market in the world! The attention to detail was fascinating – as I sat observing a meeting for all of the curators in our kitchen a couple of months before, I realised that this event could possibly be the best I’ll ever experience. The idea, for someone like me who loves Vintage but not one specific era is great because it allowed me to meander around …