Barcelona is a dark beauty and to know her is to love her…..you have no choice…. She has an elegance and style that is breathtaking and dangerous……She is independent and strong, confident and challenging…..sultry and mysterious, when you think you know all there is to know about her she surprises you with just a… Read More Ceviche and getting lost in Barcelona
Tony, Chef, me and about 10 other people had followed the fight all the way and where now jammed in the front door wide eyed and expectant jostling for a view of the final round. To this point at least 12 right crosses, 2 upper cuts and a nose bite had been delivered as the… Read More Little Maggie’s Gambas on Rye
Chef was a 5ft 1inch thunder-storm. She was electric, caustic, irreverent, foul-mouthed and harder than a bent coffin nail. She kept her hair shaved tight back and sides and sported a jet-black 2 inch tall ‘full-hawk’ on top. She was insanely beautiful and ran The Kitchen like a rock-star, she was one of only a… Read More Rock & Roll Chicken, Jalepenos, lime & lager
You can’t book this joint, you turn up and hope there’s a place at the bar or at one of the ramshackle tables around the room. More often than not there isn’t…but you’ve come tantalisingly close, you make it through the heavy black curtain that hangs inside the joint’s front door right onto the main… Read More A Mexican stand off – Elotes, Guac and spiced chicken
The Bicycle Thief 