Prism, London

They say that as you get older, policemen start to look younger. Well that applies to waiters too. The fresh faced kid serving us bread in Prism seems so youthful I’m tempted to ask why he isn’t back home studying for his mock GCSE’s next week.

Yang mei juice – devastatingly good for you

One hour after consuming my promo bottle of Organic Yang mei Juice, I think I may have OD’d on the stuff. My vision seems super sharp, there’s a slight pressure behind my temples and I am feeling oddly energised. The keyboard is floating about a centimetre off the desk and there’s a slight buzzing noise inside my ears. All I need now is the bats to descend and it’s Fear and Loathing in Carnaby Street.

Down with Bloggers – Chapel Down

There is, as the adage goes, no such thing as a free lunch. Owing to the intensity and expectation of organisers, Douglas Blyde found a recent meal at Borough Market’s British restaurant, ‘Roast’ occasionally hard to digest.

On top of the f******g world!

Gordon Ramsay launches his new book Gordon Ramsay’s World Kitchen (The F Word) high up above London in Centrepoint. Sabrina Ghayour is whisked up in a lift to be encouraged to catch a glimpse of the England’s Greatest Living Chef and to join the crowd of beautiful people in worship at his altar.