Confucius say: if you drown at China Sea, you become fat.
We all ate like little big fat piggies at China Sea last week. Six people at the table, twelve dishes,
Continue readingConfucius say: if you drown at China Sea, you become fat.
…sizzling up hole-in-the-wall ethnic eats of old Dubai
We all ate like little big fat piggies at China Sea last week. Six people at the table, twelve dishes,
Continue readingConfucius say: if you drown at China Sea, you become fat.
Buhari has been like the guy next door. The one you’ve never met, but that’s driven you crazy with curiosity.
I confess I’ve romped about with many a plate of chicken and rice. Growing up in Dubai, I’d come across
It’s not unknown to you – unless this is the first time you’ve landed on my website, in which case
I dragged two of my guy friends out to Sind Punjab in Meena Bazaar earlier this week. One of them
Because it’s one of those rare super authentic places serving up…in case it wasn’t spankingly obvious…African food. East African food
Continue readingWhy would you go to a place called the African Restaurant?
It’s not easy being a foodie. Even less so if you’re a food blogger. Everyone and their uncle suddenly feels
Continue readingAfter years of eating kababs, I finally ate The Kabab.
Nonsense. I think our group of fabulous foodies worked this Chinese hot pot broth with the skill you’d see in
Whoaaa! Horaaah! Fish and chips! Hooot! In London! Weeeeee! Land of The Fish and Chips! Yaaay! …Yay. Yeah. Ok I’m
Continue readingI’m eating Fish and Chips in London, wooo hooo!
I’d been whining about not having the time to experience any food breakthroughs on this trip to India. My whines
Continue readingDelhi: Old City Eats and New Foodie Breakthroughs.
The past week really hasn’t had any food breakthroughs for me. I haven’t hunted out any hidden shacks. I haven’t
Continue readingWhen you shop till you drop, then a Pani Puri you must pop.
If someone told me about a restaurant called Eric’s, I’d expect to be walking into a joint that served American