Apologies for the abject grumpiness in my last post.
I had a temporary fall out with the very concept of food blogs after visiting the jam-packed and ultra-trendy Pitt Cue Co. It would’ve been amazing if it were a one-off, special find. But the overwhelming experience was one of queuing and overcrowding (two things I experience enough of in my day to day London existence). Sure, I had found it. But so had everyone else….
It’s five minutes to six on a bitterly cold February evening and I’m waiting outside a bar near Carnaby Street. There are about eight people in the queue, rubbing their hands, stomping their feet and puffing cold air….
Lots of my friends work in The City. This is a annoying for a variety of reasons.
It’s annoying because I now know far more about insurance and reinsurance than I ever wanted to. It’s annoying because they get to go on corporate ski trips and I don’t. But most of all, it’s annoying because so many post-work drinks take place in The City….
As the (last) recession crept up, pubs and restaurants got a lot of airtime. And not for a good reason.
Back in 2009, 52 pubs were closing each week and there was just a 20% chance that a restaurant would survive its first two years. Scrimping and saving was having a knock-on effect, and the future seemed bleak….
Hello – I'm Rachel Walker – food writer and cook. I live in East London with my very tolerant husband, who is often alarmed to find pig trotters or brining lamb tongues floating in the fridge.