Hawawashawhaaat??!
I love walking into ethnic restaurants that transport you miles away to their homeland. Where the menu is a language
Chicken and rice that’s worth cheating for.
I confess I’ve romped about with many a plate of chicken and rice. Growing up in Dubai, I’d come across
Why would you go to a place called the African Restaurant?
Because it’s one of those rare super authentic places serving up…in case it wasn’t spankingly obvious…African food. East African food
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Too many cooks spoil the broth?
Nonsense. I think our group of fabulous foodies worked this Chinese hot pot broth with the skill you’d see in
I’m eating Fish and Chips in London, wooo hooo!
Whoaaa! Horaaah! Fish and chips! Hooot! In London! Weeeeee! Land of The Fish and Chips! Yaaay! …Yay. Yeah. Ok I’m
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The brutal test of my market worthiness. Shrewd grannies and haggling aunties, judge me well.
Sometimes being a foodie can be really painful. You (and by ‘you’ in the all the following statements, I obviously