There’s something about getting all dressed up that still makes the girlie girl hidden deep within me flutter with excitement. I never wear proper dresses and heels in London (work clothes don’t count). The walking, the raining, the cobbled streets… unless you actually want to sprain your ankle or god forbid, to damage the perfectly patently shiny heel of your new shoes, believe me you do not want to wear heels in London.

But of course, having afternoon tea at The Ritz falls outside of my no-heels rule. Not in the least because you have to dress up to even penetrate the revolving doors that hold the rich and beautiful in, and well, normally holds the rest of us out.

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On Saturday, my friends Brendon and Christine hosted a most fabulous BBQ down in the ghetto. Well, the term “ghetto” is used relatively here. Basically, they pretty much live across the street from the Ministry of Sound nightclub and back in my hey day (because yes I am old), that minuscule proximity to MOS would have totally rocked my world. But these days? I’d much rather live across the street from a farmers market. Or a Byron. Or something equally tasty.

So nightclub scene = ghetto. Me = boring, I know I suck, but deal with it.

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Tick tock, tick tock, time sure is ticking fast! 16 sleeps to go and I’m well into my list of final visits to favourite eats around London. The Ledbury is done, Sushi of Shiori is done, Dinings and Hawksmoor are both lined up for next week. Excitements!

Last night we went to Bocca di Lupo. I first ate there in September last year, a meal to bid Laissez Fare adieu for his move to the Big Apple. I fell utterly in lust with their “ice cream brioche sandwich” – aka the ice cream BURGER – at first sight and have since been back for many a wondrous meal of good Italian fare.

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amuse bouche: single quail egg, pea puree & pea dust

The Ledbury is by far my favourite high end restaurant in all of London, if not the world. I’ve been lucky enough to visit once and twice, and now on my third visit, I knew the service would strike a perfect balance between professional yet friendly and I trusted the food to be equally poised between comforting and delicious, while pushing the boundaries of conceptuality and creativity. I expected all that, but honestly? I didn’t expect, didn’t foresee, couldn’t imagine The Ledbury upping the ante on themselves.

But they have.

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