Nobu Berkeley St., Mayfair


Crispy Pork Belly with Spicy Miso, originally uploaded by jaxies.

As I write this post I’m currently sat in the most luxuriously hot bath on the wettest, windiest and most miserable Summer’s day in London. Summer, for me, should be full of sunshine. It should wake me up every morning with a song in my heart, and send me to bed every evening with a smile on my face.

Summer in London does not do that. It wakes me up with the cruel, grey, rainy light of day, and it sends me to bed dark, cold and miserable. At least this summer it has.

Having said that, Brother’s birthday is in the summer and we usually celebrate it in Spain, but this year, with all of us working hard, we found ourselves stranded in London, and so, to escape the lack-of-summer-blues, Momma Lee and I took him to Nobu Berekely St. for a very special celebration dinner and to relax… if only it had lived up to the hype, it may have actually worked.


Chino Latino, Maid Marion Way


Chino Latino 2, originally uploaded by jaxies.

Playing catch-up a little – I took these photos a while ago but didn’t get round to blogging them, for one reason or another. I think mostly it was because I really don’t like these photos. It was super dark and I couldn’t quite get my camera to do what I wanted it to do, so I put the flash on and then just BLAH. Disaster all over the shop. I also neglected to take photos of all of our dishes, partly because I was so hungry that I just started eating and totally forgot, partly because it was Graduation Day, and partly because I was a little tipsy. Hey, it was Graduation Day.

Anyway. Chino Latino. I think this is by far one of the best restaurants in Nottingham. I lived in Nottingham for the better part of three years, and it’s a cool place to be a student. I say ‘cool’. I think what I really mean is when you’re poor and living off a diet which mainly consists of pot noodles, beans on toast, anything in the Sainsbury’s Basics range and copious amounts of cheap, terrible alcohol then little gems you find in Nottingham make the city as a whole appear to be ‘cool’.

Incidentally, I was poor for an entirely different reason. I was poor because I refused to live like a student and cooked real meals using real ingredients, often holding dinner parties for various friends whom I never let pay a cent (or even a penny, since we’re in Nottingham, innit blud). From scratch. Oh yeaaah. Sainsbury’s Basics can bite me.


Asia de Cuba, St Martin’s Lane


Asia de Cuba, originally uploaded by jaxies.

Yeah, I know, I’ve lied to you again. I’m a terrible human being. I promised you recipes and once again I’ve failed you. I’m sorry. But wait, don’t go away! I’ve got something awesome for you! And as I write this I’m in the process of putting together some blueberry cream cheese muffins, so you KNOW that the recipe for those will come soon (incidentally, Monet? These muffins were inspired by you!) and I promise I’ll get working on those recipes I’ve got in the pipeline.

I kinda have to, anyway, because I’m starting to plan recipes and ideas to co-write a cookbook. Yeah, you read that right. I’m going to keep details under wraps for now, but promise when things are a little more fleshed out I’ll keep ya in the loop. But that’s pretty exciting, eh?

Anyway, Asia de Cuba. Maybe you’ve heard of it. I hadn’t, but that’s because I’m not too clued up on the ‘hip’ and ‘trendy’ places to eat – isn’t that kinda silly of me? As a foodie I should really be down with the cool kids, but I’m a little slow on the uptake, especially when my brain is swimming with the prices of baby-related items (Baby Dior plastic bottle, 150ml: £17.99) but still, better late to the party than never arrived.