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I’m a big fan of quirky and unique experiences. It won’t come as a surprise that I’m a big fan of food, particularly afternoon tea. I also love London and exploring it. So you’d naturally assume that a combination of these things through the medium of a traditional London Routemaster bus would be a real winner, right?
We don’t do half measures here at TwoMenAboutTown, especially when we are out and about exploring London, the more ostentatious and luxurious, the better; we love a good vantage point too, evidenced mostly by the fact that you can find me most weeks enjoying a beverage or two in one of London’s rooftop bars. Well my friends, what gets more ostentatious and luxurious than a sightseeing helicopter flight over central London?
RobsRibs, my blogging-partner-in-crime, jokes that I am a die-hard playboy wannabe, so I may as well live up to that reputation, right?
We’ve been fortunate enough to review some rather special London restaurants of late, most notably the OXO Tower Brasserie and the dining-in-the-dark experience at Dans Le Noir; you would perhaps expect then that our collective appetite for London’s fine dining scene would be reaching it’s limits, but you’d be wrong. Very wrong.
We got wind that Searcys at The Gherkin were opening a Coastline pop-up in their bar and restaurant located in the dome at the top of 30 St Mary Axe (that’s the Gherkin to you and me), with both food and menus inspired by the British seaside and coastal locations. Naturally, we got ourselves there for opening night in a jiffy.
Never before have I heard the question “is that the table leg, or you?” (giggle) so much in one sitting; I knew from the outset that Dans Le Noir was going to be a memorable experience.
In case you haven’t worked it out, we are rapidly approaching summer, y’know that hot yellow thing in the sky that makes us rush out to our BBQs, green open spaces and the alcohol aisles in the nearest supermarket. For us Londoners, this means, where beer gardens are at a bit of a premium, it’s time to head to the roof and get drinking!
Rooftop bars are very much on-trend right now no matter what the weather and fortunately London is blessed with many of them; who doesn’t love a gorgeous view over a tasty beverage or two? Now, I’ve been a top sport and have
drank my way around researched London’s top rooftop hotspots to share my favourites with you, you good people. It was tough, but somebody had to do it.
It’s a Tuesday night, you’re in fabulous company, it’s late and you’re a couple of glasses of champagne down – but you’re not ready to curtail the night. London is your oyster. You’re young, your reckless and you’re looking for a good time (with your trousers on*). The answer? You my friend need a round of crazy golf!
*You may choose to play crazy golf without your trousers, but I suspect the management at Swingers will ask you to leave.
Swingers had been on my ‘must do’ list for sometime, so obviously I was rather excited to get my best putting game on, even after a drink or two.
December is a time for traditions and one of the best traditions in the Robsribs household is the Annual Christmas Weekend away. Two days filled with London, musical theatre and a whole lot of food. This year, whilst Mrs P, The Child and I were enjoying our most festive of yearly treats, Mrs P turned to me and said ‘So where have you booked for dinner?’ I replied nonchalantly and with total confidence; ‘Booked? I don’t need to book, there will be loads of places open on a Saturday night. Besides, restaurants in Soho don’t accept bookings anyway. Everyone knows that.’
Fast forward 6 hours and there we stood in the dark, rainy, miserable London streets, 16 failed restaurants later having walked half a mile and yet still only ending up 20 yards from where we had first started hurling silent curses at each other. The more discerning of our readers will know from their own personal relationship experiences that this type of ‘adventure’ (let’s call it that for The Child’s sake if nothing else) very rarely ends with anything other than an inappropriately priced, overcooked steak or burger from a money swallowing, faceless chain of corporate construction. And it was with this inevitable conclusion looming large in our minds that we found Le Bab.
London has itself a shiny new nightspot, Ember, an underground wine and cocktail bar with various rooms and intimate areas for socialising, enjoying pan-Asian small plates and drinking into the small hours, open until 2am Thursdays and Fridays. Now, it won’t be a great surprise to most of you that we love a good night out at TwoMenAboutTown, especially when checking out the very best restaurants and cocktail bars that London has to offer where we can enjoy some social shenanigans or two, so when the guys invited us down we were there in a jiffy.
Does Ember stack up as somewhere you’d want to spend an evening after a hard day in The City and would it deliver on it’s potential as a premium nightlife spot in the heart of London?
I’ve written time and time again about London’s Fitzrovia neighbourhood, blessed with hundreds of great restaurants, cafes, cocktail bars, bakeries and bistros; bigger players such as Bang Bang Canteen, Wahaca, Dim t, Franco Manca and countless great little indies means that this part of London is bursting at the seams for lunchtime retreats. It’s my favourite part of London.
Today’s trip between meetings was to Kua’Ania on Goodge Street, an Americana-inspired (well, Hawaiian) cafe with beach shack-style decor; the chilled-out vibe, menu full of meaty classics and tasty looking shakes/cocktails is right up my street, so I’d been looking forward to this one for a while…
We love a good night out at Two Men About Town, so when our good friend Emma at Glasgow Foodie kindly forwarded on an invite to attend the launch night and review new restaurant Yuu Kitchen in London, we jumped at the chance to check it out.
I’ve been walking past the Bang Bang Vietnamese Canteen on Warren Street for some time, meaning to head in; the constant stream of people scuttling in and out, not to mention the endless hunger-inducing posts on their Twitter account has had me pining for a visit for sometime.
Armed with the promise of delicious steamed Bao, I coerced a bunch of colleagues and headed on down Friday lunchtime to give it a whirl.