My family does have one Christmas tradition: Eating oysters. This can take place at any point during the festive period, but it is always at the same venue, Bibendum in the old Michelin House building on the Fulham Road.
December 2009 Archives
Those clever Soho House people have done it again. My top London find this visit was the members' club's new Dean Street Townhouse hotel, slap bang in the middle of medjaville, amid ad agencies, pubs, post-production houses and boozy lunch spots like Quo Vadis and the new Hix.
The finest dancer of them all was shod in a pair of pink plastic Crocs. She and her partner might have met that night for all I knew, but the way they were moving suggested they were at the crest of a scorching affair.
Now you know why Argentine beef’s so damn tasty, where to eat it? The good news is it’s pretty hard to have a bad steak in Buenos Aires. The bad news? There’s probably a parrilla for every day of the year and making your mind up is hard to do. In an effort to save you valuable chowing time, I give you my favorites.
It should come as no surprise to you that not a day of my trip to Buenos Aires went by without my partaking of at least one beef-based repast. Here’s what I learned about Argentine steak.
Buenos Aires’ hip Palermo Soho hood is gentrifying at an alarming rate, but you’ll still find graffiti aplenty amid the plane trees and boutiques with price tags to rival New York’s Soho’s.
It's an unspoken rule that, if you must converse at all in museums, it should be in hushed tones. The duo of middle-aged women I found myself trailing at the Robert Frank exhibition at the Met on Saturday clearly hadn’t got the memo.
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