The Gay Hussar, Soho, London

Today with MPs of all sides little more than jellies in suits, frightened to say boo to a goose and only interested in their puerile careers and a knighthood, The Gay Hussar is host to a dwindling band of the old crowd. Most are, thankfully, no longer sexually active and many have to swallow a cocktails of pills before eating anything to counter their various ailments. Some don’t even drink any more.

Rabanadas by Miguel de Almeida

Rabanadas are one of many traditional desserts that are served in Portugal for Christmas. I can describe them as being a very moist rich slice of fried crusty bread, a bit like the “pain perdu” of the French cuisine. Warm or cold, as a dessert or for Christmas day’s breakfast they are always present on my family table. I have great memories of the preparation of “rabanadas”.

Locatelli’s Olive Oil. Grease someone up for Xmas

Giorgio Locatelli has a new range of Italian foods coming out under the name Locadeli. Isn’t that great? I mean call me a silly old copywriter, and I most certainly am, but that makes me smile and wish I’d thought of it. Seems obvious now, but I bet they went through a lot of rubbish names before someone had that Eureka moment.