chai latte doesn't know whats going on

when are we going on the field trip my crumb and choc?

today i watched macbeth (an adaptation to be more precise) at the regent's park open air theatre. i never realised it was there. its hidden inside inside. and i mean inside. the ambience is fantastico. an inch too chilly. and i'm honest enough to admit my lack of culture to say that i don't entirely get the stuff will writes. but all in all. it was pretty damn good. the bleeding head of macbeth was well beyond scary. go during the summer. or you can go during the winter and get your partner to hug you tight tight. although i'm not sure if there are shows throughout the year. the area is lovely. greener than the frog who croaks persistently outside your window at night + all the peas that give u incontinence combined.

cheerio

this week in London

- harajuku boy, princess and hippy check out Asakusa japanese restaurant at Mornington Crescent.

- Dover Street Market field trip!

Stay tuned.

Also, coming up- new and improved contributor's profiles.

Chai latte speaks: once upon a time

As the rest of the team deliberate over our new blog name ( i think we're down to the final four), i shall attempt to introduce myself, albeit briefly as my plane is arriving in exactly 53 minutes. (although potentially i could blog on the plane but i usually get distracted by the menu, i think tonight i'll be having lamb)

i just realised, as this is my first time blogging..my 'virgin' attempt if one prefers, I don't actually know what I'm supposed to type.

and wtf. there are slideshows on this site. the crumb and cabbage are obviously trying to outshine me here. but its alright. i have confidence.

therefore, until enlightenment, i'll go say goodbye to my pony (i'll miss you chloe) and kisses for mom and dad before i blog again. and the next time i do, it'll dictate the start of the amazing chronicles of my new life.

chau chicas

The Crumb speaks: Foot and mouth what?

Seated at Marylebone establishment Villandry last night over stimulating conversation and tap water, I guess I must have been overexcited to see they served steak tartare and promptly ordered it as my main course. Raw food is a weakness of mine, gross as it sounds. My dish arrived in all its raw glory, delicately spiced with capers, onions and the welcome twang of worcestershire sauce.

While happily stuffing my mouth, my dinner companion and best friend in the UK -we also went to college in the states together- (who leaves London for bloody good tomorrow, hence the treat to mask our despondence.. we're really tesco sandwiches girls) remarked innocently, "I love that you don't care about the foot and mouth outbreak, you know, the culling cows and all that."

Suddenly my tartare didn't look so appetising anymore- let this not scare you. Eating beef during these dangerous times is fine, if, you know, you cook it. But like a valiant soldier, I chowed down the whole slab. If you must know, it was very very tasty. Though at the back of my mind, I half expected to start having fits and foaming at the mouth.

I give it a week (max) to work its way through my system. Then we'll see. It's a bit like waiting to die isn't it? Oh but for the love of food!

Verdict: I still think the Koreans do the best tartare, complete with sweet fresh apple/pear strips and a raw egg in a soy sauce and sesame oil marinade. But for a western palate, Villandry does a mean one.

Other spoils of the night:
- Atlantic prawns served with lemon and aioli
- Fettucine with roasted aubergine in a light sundried tomato sauce
- Sticky toffee pudding with sour cream (a strangely delightful combination)

Villandry also has a great organic market/food store, and a cafe that serves pretty good scones. 170 Great Portland Street, London W1W 5QB.

The Cabbage's little black book

This August the Cabbage is very much into...

Eating: Cupcakes from The Hummingbird Bakery along Portobello Road.
Surfing: the internet for hand painted silk+denim bustiers.
Savoring: Lazy weekday afternoons spent lolling around in London's wonderful parks (see the pretty view of the Tower of London + Tower Bridge!)
Reading: the final installation of Harry Potter while rolling around in said parks.
Lusting: The Leica D-lux.
Listening: Say Hello by the wonderful Rosie Thomas. If you love music that makes you weak in the knees, this is the girl for you (see !tashed for all the latest and greatest on the indie music scene)