The Dadbod: a Celebration of Mediocrity?

In recent weeks, the internet has been awash with articles about that so-called ‘dadbod’ -defined by the aptly-named McKenzie Pearson as being ‘a nice balance between a beer gut and working out.’ Despite my initial assumption that this was a physical manifestation of the Electra complex, the men to whom this term is applied are…

Bao Down and Worship Them?

A couple of weeks back, I was wondering where to take La Belle Japonaise for dinner. I had heard that Bao, a Taiwanese steamed bun stall, that used to have an outlet on Featherstone St. (before it was demolished to build the White Collar Factory), had now opened a restaurant in Soho. I had been…

Orrechiette Arturo

Some years ago, when I was having to use a cramped student kitchen in a 15th-Century cottage in Cambridge, I came up with this recipe. After moving to Brussels a couple of years later, I tweaked it somewhat, to reflect the range of ingredients available in the local Moroccan shops (the only places that stayed…

Tonic & Remedy

For the past eight or so years, my existence has been blighted by the construction of two massive tower blocks, Eagle House and 157 City Rd., located at the end of my very small, low-rise street. Whilst there is not space here to delve into the fetid world of property development and the dubious relations…