Chile Carmenere

In Chile, the Carmenère grape is currently on a trajectory to stardom, producing wines of layered richness and depth.We try some premium examples and like what we find.

New Street Wine Shop London

The Old Bengal Warehouse is a late 17th Century building once poetically described by John Masefield as holding “the wealth of the world and London’s power.” He was ahead of his time, because when the City boys catch on to these D&D London gems dotted along New Street, you’ll need to book weeks, nay months, in advance. Catch them now before the masses descend.

Did you make your own cheese?

How can you be a foodie if you don’t make your own cheese? Ok we can’t all be floppy-fringed bass players with a farm in the Cotswolds but let’s face it, if he can do it then it can’t be that hard can it? Becky Paskin of Artisan Cheese Kitchen tells us more.

Learning to shuggle with Nick Nairn and Falcon

The point of cookery courses is not just about working through the recipes; it’s equally about the snippets of information you pick up along the way. Nick Nairn and his team are generous with their information – and gave Joanna Biddolph the chance to try out the fabulous Falcon cooker Nick has endorsed for decades, while producing an impressive but easy three course dinner party menu. 

Dive right in. Bentley’s Seafood Grill at Harrods

Of course this new place isn’t going to be cheap, no one goes into Harrods looking for a bargain do they. On the other hand the quality of the seafood is clearly second to none and its a fun place to eat. Richard weaves his way magnificently through the throng beaming his head off. I tell him I am finally stuffed, I can eat no more.’You can never eat too much seafood!’ he roars cheerfully.

The Zagats hit town and hit back

Called fossils by people almost as old as they are, the Zagats are bearing the ageist criticism well. Perhaps selling their eponymous restaurant guide for a reported $151 million helps cushion the blow. Douglas Blyde asks them how it all feels

Sweets And Snacks with the ‘Pukka Paki’

‘What are you looking at?’ enquires the boyfriend, innocently enough. And, like a woman from the telly ad for cheap hotel stays, I slam the laptop lid firmly shut and trill brightly,’Nothing, darling!’ But his knowingly raised eyebrows tell me he’s got my number:  covert food porn addict with long list of repeat offenses.’Honest.’ I insist.’It’s Pukka’.