‘I’ve just realised,’ my colleague said to me at work yesterday, waving a soy latte from Pret in front of me. ‘This coffee is worth two days of your food this week. That’s weird isn’t it?’ I looked at it longingly. ‘Yes,’ I replied. ‘It’s incredible really.’ Maths has never been my strong suit but … Continue reading »
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Living below the line: Day One
Before I even started, I knew I’d need to remove temptation. So the day before I began I gorged myself on pizza and millionaire’s shortbread and coffee and pastries. That night, I ate up all the food I have in my cupboards – cake, cheese, butter, fruit – everything perishable that might tempt me to … Continue reading »
Coffee is like the internet, but better tasting
Just over a week ago I got sent the press release for a new walking tour round the City of London. This wasn’t your usual ‘here’s Buckingham Palace, look it’s Trafalgar Square’ tour. This was a tour of London’s 18th century coffee houses. A niche subject you might think, but combining history with my enthusiasm … Continue reading »
Cinnamon buns
If you’re a visitor to London, trekking along the same main stretches of Oxford Street and Piccadilly, you’d be forgiven for believing that the city is ram-packed full of crowds of people on every pavement, all jostling for space, all the time. But step along a couple of streets, just behind the major thoroughfares, you … Continue reading »
Love or bust
Last night I met KM at the lovely Caravan in Exmouth Market to update her on the 666 challenge, and to clarify some of the principles underlying the nature of the challenge. One of my work colleagues, for example, had asked if you met the love of your life on date one, and failed to … Continue reading »
Greasy spoon
I’ve been thinking the past few days, about where I would take someone if I were a guide showing visitors around London. On Saturday morning, bright and stupidly early, I think I found the place my ultimate 24 hour imaginary off-the-beaten track, insider’s guide to London would begin. Tucked away on a corner in Pimlico, … Continue reading »
A nice cup of tea and a sit down
I’ve been reading this blog recommended to me by a friend, and just love her latest post – a comic version of how to make the perfect cup of tea. Forget the coffee quest. Everything you need can be found in tea. Fact.
Shhhh… it’s a library
Meanwhile, back in my less ranty world, I’ve been out and about. Continuing my quest for good coffee, I paid a visit to Bea’s of Bloomsbury, and couldn’t resist having a scrummy red velvet cupcake with vanilla icing while I was there. After all, perhaps cake would keep the raging feminist inside placated for a … Continue reading »
A sip from the Devil’s Cup
I think I might be turning into a coffee snob. It’s been coming on gradually. At work we have filter coffee, and I’ve got so used to it that the thought of an instant freeze-dried coffee is just, well, a bit distasteful. I know. It’s bad. I’m not a full snob yet – I’m no … Continue reading »
Living in moderation, week one: Perfect attendance
At school I was always the girl with perfect attendance, one of a handful who got a piece of paper at the end of the year to say ‘Well done, you made it into school everyday’. I hardly, if ever, get ill. But last Tuesday was the third time I’ve been ‘unable to go into … Continue reading »
