• Leadenhall Market on a mild Friday evening and despite earnest talk of “big fishes” from the bankers and brokers clutching pints at the Lamb Tavern, the seaside couldn’t feel further away. That is, of course, until the waiter at

  • There was a time, long before Cronuts, when “fusion cuisine” was not the buzzword of big city dining, but simply a product of migration. The Bangladeshis arrived in Britain and came up with chicken tikka masala, the California roll came about after a Japanese chef...

  • SHOULD your diet be high-fat or low-fat? Low-carbohydrate or low-sugar? Atkins or Paleo? Carnivore or vegetarian? We know more now than ever before about how the food we eat affects our bodies, and yet all this extra knowledge seems to be throwing up more questions...

  • The Barbican probably doesn’t seem like the most obvious spot for deli-style restaurant and food store Sourced Market to begin making its mark in the Square Mile. Tucked in opposite the Golden Lane Estate in a fairly deserted patch of Goswell Road,...

  • IT was raining the evening we visited Nest, the summer pop-up smack bang in the middle of Finsbury Square. Not just that lukewarm spring spit we Londoners expect as the seasons do battle over whose turn it...

  • The London dining scene is famously fickle. Restaurants are seasonal affairs, trendy pop-ups are here one day, down south the next, and our insatiable hunger for the ‘Next Big Thing’ has made standing reservations at old faithfuls a thing of the past. So when Moorgate all-day...

  • Springtime in London, and while the months spent coddled in the warm, slightly sticky embrace of the Capital’s cosy pubs were great and all, there’s something not quite right about sitting inside on a (semi) warm evening. Sure, a pint on the pavement will suffice,...

  • South African barbecue restaurant Hammer & Tongs has attracted a few more chefs than they bargained for since opening up on Farringdon Road last December. London’s huge community of South African expats has been somewhat underrepresented in the Capital’s dining scene, which...

  • Ever get to a Sunday night and wonder where the weekend went? Blame brunch. Brunch is what turns a quick Saturday morning coffee into a lengthy afternoon blow-out that leaves you wandering, glassy-eyed, up and down the High Street, laden with shopping bags from stores...

  • There were rustlings of discontent around Marchmont Street at the end of last year when Italian neighbourhood favourite Barbour closed its doors after a decade – the death of a relative stalwart in amongst London’s fickle food scene. But the French...