Spaniards Inn – Hampstead, London.

Sometimes this pub can get a bit too busy for it’s own good, but that’s because it’s a great pub and everyone knows, find a great pub and find the worst kept secret.  So if you want it when it’s buzzy then go in the summer and crash someones gigantic table outside in the huge garden, and  join everyone else who is getting sloshed. If you want it a bit quieter than do what I just did and get there at midday on a Sunday and grab the last unreserved table. I was having a Roast Dinner in the Evening and did entertain the idea of ordering one from lunch and doing the double, but I didn’t I went for Gnocchi, and I’m so glad I did.  I mean look at it.  One of the best gnocchi’s I have ever had.  Hand made, truffle cream with pea shoots and chestnut mushrooms. This deserves the biggest picture ever.  Image

 

Andina – Peruvian Food in East London

ImagePicture taken from Opentable, where you can book a table should you want to. Or you can call the restaurant,  they have a phone.

I don’t like raw fish.  Andina is a Ceviche Bar.  Just so you know what that is as I didn’t, it’s raw fish.  My heart sank.  It hadn’t been my choice to go for Peruvian, because frankly who would? Menu Menu Menu, my eyes then scanned to quinoa burger.  Sad, so sad.  But wait then Pig Butty – oh lunch only and I was there for dinner.  I was glad their food was for suitable for coeliacs and locally sourced but how about some food that I could have?  You can get a whole suckling pig, – if you order it five days before…

But wait there’s a pot at the end of the rainbow, because being on my best behaviour and also being hungry I just decided to go for it.  Grilled steak skewers and chicken casseroles, all with weird, but cooked ingredients not previously mentioned and you know what?  It was good.  It was really good.  The doughnuts for dessert made the meal just wish that there had been more choices.

The place has a good vibe.  It’s busy, small seating, not posh nosh but street food.  The service is really good and friendly but it’s not somewhere you would go and sit for a long time enjoying your food.  I liked it, but if you like sushi you will probably like it more. 

 

 

 

Dorset Square Hotel

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Taken from the Telegraphs pics online because I was too drunk to take one.

 

If you could picture it I was on the fourth from the left trying cocktail on the menu with my two girlfriends.  Then I was eating my fish and chips to the left.   The place was empty bar a few people mooching around so it felt like my girlfriends and I had run of the place. Why on earth was it a Saturday night and this place without the people?  Such a shame.  It’s  a great little find in Baker Street just minutes walk from the tube.  We stayed and ate, and the food was good, but not as good as the drink where a lot of care and attention happened in the arrays of colours into a glass and the service was excellent.  Great for friends catching up, great for a romantic meet up. Not great if you want a party atmosphere but what the hell take your own party.  Keep this place alive people!

Carbone – best Italian meal in Manhattan so far

 

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I took my friend here for dinner.  I’m not going to lie it’s pricey, but it’s soooooooooooooooooooooooo goooooooooooooooooood.

The dishes were so big that we shared, the antipasti of baked clams, the pasta, which is probably the best pasta I have had in a very long time and the ribs.  Never have I seen the ribs so big in my life and I have eaten a lot of places.  It’s not an easy restaurant to get into, but it is worth it.  For somewhere so good I thought the service was attentive and not in the least bit snotty.  It has a real family feel inside in both senses of the word.  If you want good Italian, I highly recommend the place if you want to go eat good food, drink from an extensive wine list and pig out completely.

 

Photo is taken from their website.

Hustle in the Bustle

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Things that annoy me greatly in New York, are people asking for money just because they are on the hustle.

On the Subways the rides can last a minute.  Some old sod will get on the carriage and say ‘Hey Everyone I’m going to sing A Song’.   They are not homeless, they are not desperate, they are playing on the need people have to give to charity, even if they don’t understand what they are giving to.

  They then sing the chorus or verse of the song as tunelessly and loudly as they can and before the minute journey is up have their hat out for you to give them cash.

They then move onto the next carriage.

If they get 2 dollars from one carriage and that’s per minute then they are onto a big hustle. 

 

Alligator cruelty

Alligator cruelty

Please do not molest the alligators? Who wanted to do that they had to make a sign?

Gator in the pond

Gator in the pond

Watch out they are lurking amongst us

Bermuda

Paradise Views

Paradise Views

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yes it really is as beautiful as any images you could have seen of it. It’s incredibly small and easy to get around. The beaches are stunning and the views breath taking. I flew in for a weekend and went to the beach and drank with the crowds. It is expensive as in city prices. And for someone like me who can’t sit on a beach for more than a few days, a weekend was perfect.

 

 

 

Bermudacaves

Manhattan Hotel Bars

No Diving unless you are a tadpole.

No Diving unless you are a tadpole.

OK not the best photo but I had to take a sneaky photo of the pool on the roof top of Jimmy’s Bar in The James Hotel in Manhattan.  It is the size of a pond and as shallow as a puddle so I’m glad they put the No Diving because you know. we were all wondering there for at least two seconds.

Now I’m a bit of a hotel bar slag.  I love a good cocktail but, Manhattan your service and clientele are disappointing me.  Jimmy’s bar had so many questions to get into the place from security I thought I was going through customs again.  And surprise surprise,   there weren’t that many people upstairs;  and neither it seems was a waitress.  Oh wait there was one but just not one for us.  In fact I’m not sure who she served.   One barman on and one man behind him with not much to do but shuffle lemons place to place and look at the floor with a face saying please don’t ask me anything.  Getting a drink felt like an eternity

The seats outside by the pond are park benches.  Yes the view is great. That is all that is.  Google images make it look a lot better which is why I put my rank photo.

Taken from their site so it will look good

Taken from their site so it will look good

The Thomson hotel well that one was even worse.  After looking nervously at a very vexed security guard to again get up stairs and feeling like you are dealing with a headmaster we got sent to the top floor only to be sent back down for half hour to the middle bar where the DJ, who did look amazing, decided she would like to play the music really loudly whilst attempting to ‘scratch’ the records.  Painful to all involved. Again service pretty dismal.

We made it to the top and these seats are much comfier and the place more relaxed and chilled.  Service was much better.  However who you get to sit next to is roulette. You’d think if you wanted a private conversation you wouldn’t bother with others listening, but no.  We got to listen in on a guy introducing his boyfriend to his very straight parents whilst the boyfriend said the classic line.  It’s not just women who have a biological clock, I do too….  I almost spat my drink out at this point.  After they moved we thought hurrah and then got the drunk couple making out.  Fail….

Taken from their site and looks better than this

Taken from their site and looks better than this

But there is a winner and no it may not have a rooftop but for great service and excellent cocktails and that’s the Crosby Street Hotel.  We had someone come over and say they could make us anything we wanted.  They put food on the table, they smiled without willing us to curl up and die.  They genuinely wanted us there.  Bar Staff and any Waitresses.  Best cocktails, best atmosphere.  Only moan is the bathroom is a mile away.And even though these bars are expensive, best priced.  I had an espresso Martini.  Delicious.  I have been there about three times since.  So nice to find a place where the staff don’t think they are more important then the customers.

Miami

Miami Street Art

After Vegas I headed to Miami to visit my friend.  We headed out looking for a strong coffee called Cortadito, which I would say  is like an espresso but called something else.  We found a great little place in the middle of pretty much nowhere and got our fix.  This is of course after having to order in Spanish something that should be so simple and yet both of us floundered with our arms helplessly flapping as we tried to ask for coffee.

I learnt Spanish for a year when I was sixteen, mainly because my boyfriend at the time was Spanish and I wanted to know what his mum was saying about me.  All these years later and the simple task of ordering a coffee and all I could think of was how to order a beer and say where is the station?  Useless.  But they smiled politely and got us what we wanted after what seemed an eternity of lost in translation.  I had let myself down, my family down and anyone else I could think of down.

Miami Street Art 2

We decided not to do South Beach but drive around looking for Street Art and we found plenty.  I have nothing sarcastic to say about any of it.  It just reminded me of how I got a B- for effort in art but D for the actual execution.  I never quite worked out how to get what was inside my head into art but these people certainly had.  I wonder if they draw it first as a sketch or can just do?

We had an amazing lunch at a place called Michael’s Food and Drink; it’s worth mentioning because apart from the tables being too close together, so much so we actually joined in the conversation with the people next to us, I think I had the best Chilli I had ever had.  It was a food haven.

Propellor Plane

Miami behind me I flew for a rest to my family in Florida, on a jet plane.  The propeller kind where there is only 20 seats.  Now I know why it only cost sixty bucks.  How the pilot and attendants do it constantly I don’t know.  I felt like I was in the movie Knight and Day when Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz are the only people on the plane bar the bad guys.  If only Tom Cruise had made an appearance perhaps all would have been well, but he wasn’t so I shit myself for the hour.