Foraging is the coolest thing ever. Just saying. I mean, gathering food from the wild – all natural and for free? That’s pretty damn cool. And yet, weirdly, I’d never...
I was spoilt last weekend: I went to not one, not two, but three rather fabulous restaurants. If you’ve ever tried to write about food, you’ll know that it’s a...
As I locked up my bike round the back of the Nieuwe Kerk, down one of the alleyways tucked between the gaudy tourist shops of the Nieuwendijk and the youth...
Since returning from England last Sunday, a few pounds heavier on the scales and a few pounds lighter in the wallet, I decided to attempt a detox week. When I...
There was a time when my romantic interests featured quite heavily on this blog, mainly because years of my life in Amsterdam seemed to drift by in a string of...
Thanks to 205 investors in my crowdfunding campaign, my first cookbook full of lunch recipes for your office kitchen, will be published!
I have shamelessly stolen the title for this post from a chapter in Ottolenghi’s second book, Plenty. Because the aubergine IS mighty. It takes on every teensy bit of flavour...
Moustache is already on one of the coolest streets in Amsterdam, the Utrechtsestraat. And then you go in and there are low-slung jeans and shaggy beards and louche attitudes abounding,...
There’s something that feels very British about the concept of ‘popping down the local,’ although I’m sure other cultures must have the equivalent. To constitute a local, an establishment requires...
