Another day, another taco; Del74 hits Clapton with an almighty dose of Mexican goodness…

Right now, there are more taco joints in London than well-dressed socialite wannabes at Pippa Middleton’s wedding and Del74 in Clapton is one of the newest spots at which to get your fill of mezcal, margaritas, Modelos and TBH, pretty great tacos.

Originally a pop up and now a bricks-and-mortar dive in the heart of Hackney, this place is loud, friendly, fast paced and low key and comes from Enrique Vivas (Boho Mexica) and Jorge Felizardo (Taberna Mercado). The menu’s small – bonus points as always for anywhere that doesn’t make me spend longer reading the menu than eating the food – and, in a nice quirk that seemingly pays homage to classic high street champion Argos, comes as a piece of paper for you tick what you want. FYI, in case you’re wondering, that will be pretty much everything.

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Six tacos and 3 quesadillas cover everything from barbecoa to steak to roasted vegetables and ooze off the plate & down your arms in a spectacular show of drippy, delicious flavour.

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Guacamole is as creamy, salty and chunky as nature – or those super clever Aztecs at least – intended it to be and, washed down with frosty beers or sweet and sour watermelon margaritas, it’s the only way to start.

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Make sure you order the tilapia – savoury chunks of fish and a mountain of crunchy, tangy slaw – and the cochinita pibil – absurdly juicy pork topped with avocado and pickled pink onions. There were no napkins left on our table by the time we were done which is frankly as it should be.

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You might not imagine you’ll end up spending the whole night here and it would, in fact, be an excellent place in which to kick off your night…however, 2 rounds of drinks and 3 rounds of tacos down, I’d go so far as to say you probably will end up spending all night here – just make sure to ask for extra napkins.

Tasting the best in the world at Taste of London 2017…

Taste of London 2016 left big shoes to fill.

Good news is Taste of London 2017 does that with ease.

Of course it undoubtedly helps that today was the most gorgeous of days – blazing buttery sunshine and that particular shade of blue sky that only London can deliver – which meant that wandering around Regent’s Park eating glorious food and drinking bubbly fizz from some of the world’s best restaurants was really the perfect way to spend an afternoon but still…big shoes filled.

For 4 days, there are 8 restaurant blocks who become home to 30 of London’s culinary hot spots who’ve set up camp among dozens of exhibitors plying you with everything from pastries to mochi to cheese.


Oh and there’s gin. A whole lotta gin.

Seriously, if you’re part of the soft focus, rose tinted love affair that the entire world is having with gin at the moment, you are gonna be seriously happy at Taste this year. Slightly pickled by the time you leave for sure but pretty damn happy nonetheless. Personally I’d also recommend the English rose sparkling wine at Digby’s as an alternative; light, fizzy and fabulous, it’s a flute of pale pink perfection, ideal for sipping in the summer sun.


Onto the most important bit though – the food. You wanna know where to go and what to try? You’ve got a limited period of time and you don’t wanna be that person sprawled on the sofa hours later, scrolling through social media, nursing a gentle, gin induced head fog and seeing what you should have eaten so kids, listen up.

You’re gonna wanna hit up Neil Rankin’s freaking awesome Temper for the panko bread-crumbed mutton with gochujang and the goat tacos…FYI, super messy but so flipping worth looking like you need your Nan to spit-wipe-tissue your face after for.



Don’t miss Balls & Company for the moreish squid ink arancini & the hot, salty manchego churros or the silky, near translucent pluma iberica with piquillo aioli at Little Jose.


You should make a brave, bold, unstoppable beeline for both the sweet, sherbety pomegranate strewn confit duck kibbeh from Clerkenwell Boy and The Good Egg and the wonderfully fresh & spicy watermelon & masala cashew nut chaat at The Cinnamon Club whilst the surprisingly light courgette & mint arancini from Ember Yard and the squid ink croquettes from Little Jose are also worth a nibble.



Oklava’s baked lamb fat dauphinoise with halloumi, fried egg and sherry vinegar caramel was a real and gorgeously elegant but down & dirty standout however it was a daily special for today so won’t be around again.


Fear not though, the daily specials still to come are pretty awesome – if you go on Friday, I’d head to Bao for the Horlicks ice-cream bun, Saturday would see me running to order everything on the menu at Kricket and Sunday is the perfect day for Perilla’s set strawberry buttermilk.


For desserts, do not miss the gorgeously pretty brownie ice-cream profiteroles with air-light Persian fairy floss at Balls & Company, the sweetly sharp lingonberry ice-cream in fennel cones at Aster and the truly delicious tahini & tonka bean cheesecake cream spectacle with salted caramel, sesame crumble and banana compote from Bala Baya.



There are masterclasses, demonstrations and residencies to choose from and ladies, you’ll be pleased to hear that clean, tidy facilities and cloakrooms are generously scattered around. You can pay by card at some places but pre-paid Taste cards are the easiest way to pay for your hours of feasting and really, do set aside hours for this because you’ll need it.

Get there for the start of your session and stay until they (very politely!) kick you out; if you’re looking for the best example of the finest food in London, if you’re at all unconvinced that we have the most delicious capital city on the globe (though god knows how that could even be possible), if you simply fancy grazing around a corner of one of the prettiest parks in the UK, do not miss Taste this year.

When a native goes tourist for the day; loving the Swan Restaurant, the Globe Theatre & my fair London…

Sometimes when you’ve lived in London for a while, you can forget exactly what makes it a place of such magic and wonder to the millions who flock here each year. You know the things you love that are local to you but your memories of places like the sun scorched Southbank, the marvelously chaotic Trafalgar Square or South Kensington’s museum mile can become as hazy as the skyline on a hot summers evening which is why, wanting to show my utter adoration for my capital and fervent with the desire to remind myself of just why it’s the greatest city in the world, I booked in for breakfast at the Swan and a tour of the Globe Theatre this weekend. Given the turmoil that’s been forced upon London over the past few weeks, doing something touristy and mainstream appealed hugely to me this weekend – I found myself starving for a reminder of the history & the magnificence of a city that will not be broken into submission.


Sat right beside the Globe in the heart of London’s Southbank, the Swan is a gorgeous, bright & airy restaurant, perfect for brunching at window tables lit by streams of sunshine, ideal for lunching as you overlook the passers-by who Instagram the thatched roof & white walls of the neighbouring theatre and impeccably placed for dining as the sun goes down and the tourist throngs of the day are gently washed away by couples enjoying the romance of the river.

Breakfast here is a simple affair; the menu is small but quite lovely and it offers everything from eggs to pancakes, brioche to kippers, pastries to a full English. My tip would be to go for the in-house, home-made muesli which comes loaded with dried apricots & cranberries and nestled beside coconut yoghurt & Bermondsey honey or Greek yoghurt & berry compote. Take a friend, get both and split a portion of the toasted Borough sourdough while you’re there because that too, my friends, is also excellent.


Service is low key but friendly and whilst booth style tables along the windows are glorious for people watching, the long communal tables down the centre of the room would be a great shout for a group of friends needing a spot in which to hunker down and brunch like (very relaxed) kings.

This is not a local spot for me but it’s charming enough to make me totally jump on the bus and mosey down here of a weekend for some more of that sourdough and people watching; it’s blend of history & modernity is really something special and at the moment, when it feels like the ever defiant spirit of London could do with a little hand holding and spirit soothing, enjoying a place like this is one of the best ways to do just that.


When I moved back to London a few years ago, getting a £5 standing ticket to watch a play at the Globe in the same way that they did in centuries past was one of the things I was keen to do. It felt like the sort of experience you should do once, whether you’re a visitor to or a native of the capital and I had an awesome time with scores of other people who felt exactly the same. It’s probably not the way I’m going to watch every 3 hour performance of Shakespeare going forward but definitely worth ticking off that bucket list.

Running at roughly an hour long but with unlimited access to the exhibition and the gift-shop included in the ticket price, the tour takes you up, into and around the theatre auditorium itself and if you’re lucky enough to get Lauren, the fabulous land girl-meets-Queen Vic regular who showed us round, I can guarantee you’ll have an extra brilliant time. Droll, informative and interesting, she really elevated the tour from ‘oh that’s interesting’ to ‘oh my god, they used to do what?!’ FYI, that gift-shop has some cracking things in it – a good place to remember when that Christmas list rears its festive head again in a few months.


Memorabilia and artifacts line the walls in the cool, calm interior exhibit with everything on show from Mark Rylance’s diary to costumes that your fella can practice cross-dressing in should the need to do so arise to recordings of legendary actors bringing the words of the bard to life. There’s a huge amount of detail as well about the geographical and social landscapes of London in the time of Shakespeare which makes it even more fascinating when you emerge blinking into the daylight of the Southbank and are greeted with buskers, air stream food trucks and skateboarders instead of the gentry and the peasants you’ve just been reading about.

Honestly, be you local or be you international, I cannot recommend enough that you get a ticket for a play here but come along a few hours earlier to enjoy everything there is on offer. Grab a bite to eat at the excellent Swan Restaurant next door, spend an hour taking the tour, while away a second hour ambling around the exhibition and then take your seat on a wooden pew and enjoy some of the finest words ever written under the stars of the finest city on the planet.