Don’t know about you, but my go to in the pub snack department is the good old pork scratchin’, nothing better with a pint. I’ve had a dalliance now and again with Bombay Mix, those little pretzels and even the classic cheese biscuits, but if there’s a crunchy, greasy, salty and sometimes hairy mouthful of… Continue reading Better than a curate’s egg
Tag: Food
The Philpot Lane Mice
Question: What is the smallest piece of public art within the City of London? To answer that question let me take you back to the 1860s and the redevelopment of Eastcheap, the street that runs east from the Monument towards the Tower of London. The block adjoining Philpot Lane was demolished and the architect Robert Lewis… Continue reading The Philpot Lane Mice
Rattus Norvegicus
Definitely my favourite and probably the best studio album by The Stranglers, released in 1977, so the copy in my collection is now 47 years old which is a sobering thought. Anyway I digress. Rattus Norvegicus is the Latin name for the Brown or common rat which is the most prevalent native London rats. The… Continue reading Rattus Norvegicus
“Spend Yer Money, Take Yer Chance”
Today’s post is a rather unseasonal one, prompted by some photo album housekeeping. No wonder I hadn’t found it during December as the photo that inspires the piece was tucked away in a sub folder. So just in case your thoughts this week have turned to what you might have for this years Christmas dinner,… Continue reading “Spend Yer Money, Take Yer Chance”
Sadly Simpsons Tavern gets the chop
Six Word Saturday Simpsons was (and possibly might still be) the oldest remaining Chop House in the City of London. Established in 1757 it continued to serve traditional plane, but well cooked fare from it’s premises at the strangely numbered thirty eight and a half Cornhill. It was forced to close if you believe all… Continue reading Sadly Simpsons Tavern gets the chop
In Plain Sight
Question: When is an underground station, not an underground station? Answer: When it’s a hotel. Central London has a number of what are called Ghost Stations, stations that were closed usually because passenger numbers made the station unprofitable. Added to that many original station buildings have been demolished, which is probably due to the other… Continue reading In Plain Sight
Ham Yard, an apt setting
Philanthropy at Christmas comes in many forms whether it is sending money to an appeal, donating to a food bank or possibly even volunteering to serve Christmas dinner to those who find themselves homeless. I’m afraid I can only own up to one of these and its not the last one. I came across a… Continue reading Ham Yard, an apt setting
Maximalism
One Word Sunday
I like my bacon well done!
” I don’t know of too many Wetherspoons which have toilets on the ground floor“, said my eighty-nine year old Dad. Possibly not the greatest opening line ever in a Blog, but I bet you’re intrigued? I’m not absolutely certain how the conversation came about, but I think we must have been discussing the relative… Continue reading I like my bacon well done!
Bacon Mania
Bacon, I’m lead to believe was invented by the Chinese, who salted pork belly to aid it’s keeping around 1500 BCE. Before the Industrial Revolution, Britain’s bacon was generally produced on local farms and in domestic kitchens, pigs were routinely kept in basements and cellars until a law was passed outlawing the practice in the 1930s.… Continue reading Bacon Mania
A LONDON MISCELLANY 