From the outside, Sanukiya looks just like another unassuming Asian eatery in Europe. But what makes the shop stand out quite immediately is the endless queue of noodle-slurpers waiting eagerly at its door. On the inside, Japanese waitresses in orange T-shirts moved skilfully through the narrow lane between an open kitchen and a stretch of table along the wall. Reason for all the above? Come have a slurp of this udon.
Think big umbrellas, white tablecloths, wrought-iron chairs and plush linen cushions – an upscale Hamptons-style café hidden in the courtyard of a traditional Parisian home. Yes darling, you are cordially invited to Ralph’s. The Ralph Lauren Restaurant in Paris.
What to do on a Friday night in London? You can sashay into a West End theatre or contribute to East London’s gentrification. But trust me, nothing beats witnessing the union of American Rock’n’Roll with Japanese food (and porn) at Flesh and Buns in Covent Garden.
This post is a few months overdue, but Time doesn’t make it any less memorable. I was new to braces and the decision to visit Brussels was not the wisest one. Moules et frites (mussels and French fries) and crispy waffles…
Chips that look like churros, salmon that is in fact tomato, brownie that turns out to be a steak. A creative restaurant in Paris, Privé de Dessert makes your main courses look like dessert.
How about a brunch in Brussels? On the rooftop of the Musical Instrument Museum. You can let your hair down and deck out on your Sunday best. The wind will be gentle; the sun will be there. The light will cast beautiful shadows on our plates as we clink glasses over a full table scattered with breadcrumbs and specks of salt and pepper.