Category Words & Pictures

Stockholm and buns

Aha there Sweden. Home of the cardamom bun. There is no nobler or more exciting afternoon treat in my greedy mind’s eye. Anyone who knows me well will have been subjected to my endless droning on regarding these noble, sticky spiced pastries. Cinnamon buns, you’re perfectly nice and all that, but take a hike. Cardamom […]

Boat House Cafe, Bognor

I recently had a week away on the South Coast, near Bognor Regis in Sussex. We had blistering gorgeous sunshine, kiddie tantrums and excessive ‘parental recovery’ wine in the evenings, as we congratulated ourselves on keeping our kids out of trouble for yet another day. The landlady that rented us our cottage wanted £100 extra for […]

Brown and Green Cafe, Crystal Palace

(My son’s table manners don’t exist yet.) What would we do without this place in Crystal Palace? Especially those of us with kids? Honestly, there aren’t many eateries for people with chaotic, shouty offspring to go for a meal where you are NEVER judged for being audacious enough to eat out WITH YOUNG CHILDREN. Uptight […]

Oranges underfoot in Seville

I had very few expectations of Seville before I actually arrived – not least because life is completely chaotic with 2 small children and I had no time to research…BUT before I blame them for everything, I’d just like to point out that I love a bit of mystery. I’m a huge fan of not […]

Nostalgic eats to keep you rocksteady

I like avocado toast and matcha lattes as much as the next greedy food enthusiast, and I do genuinely find food trends exciting, but sometimes I just want things to stay THE SAME. I feel bereft when traditional restaurants and caffs which had been doing great things for years change hands and get their soul […]

The Nordic Bakery

I rarely get any time to myself, ever. That’s just how life is when you have two small children who are as ever-perplexing and unpredictable as tiny, furious dictators. Any time to be alone is like gold dust – even if it means a dental appointment. A bus or tube journey where I don’t have to […]

Bristol: bees and bakeries

When I was in Bristol for the weekend, everything seemed to revolve around bees and bread. My default setting is to gravitate towards anything carb-based: if a street was on fire and there was a decent bakery with loaves inside, I would run towards it! And if the loaves I rescued came with honey, even […]