Saturday night I had one of those thingummies. You know: begins with D, ends with E, doesn’t happen often enough? And like most lucky chaps who have the (mis)fortune to...
If you want to read about tapas, I suggest you skip straight to paragraph four. For those of you who like to follow my rants, ramblings and random thoughts (half...
I’m having the same problem as last Monday: I’ve just been reviewing a new restaurant called Ibiza for Time Out, and now I can’t think what to say. Or rather,...
Most of you know I’m a big fan of porky goodness. Chorizo, bacon, pork chops, saucisson, beenham… these are a few of my favourite things. So when a food-writer friend...
The Amsterdam Foodie reviews the rijsttafel at Blauw, an Indonesian restaurant on the Amstelveenseweg.
At nine o’clock on Wednesday evening, after I’d ploughed my way through garlic soup, garlic prawns and garlic ice cream, I remembered something: I had a dentist appointment first thing...
Since 1st October, I’ve been working four days a week. Well, I say ‘working’; in reality, I work harder on my fifth day (and the sixth day, and the seventh)...
Note: The post below was published in 2009; I went back to Letting a couple of times subsequently (most recently in September 2016) and both the food and service had...
There are certain establishments that lend themselves rather better to post-Friday-night drinking than others. Or – let’s face it – post-any-night drinking. I can’t guarantee the sobriety of my reviewing...
