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Tuesday, 26 November 2019

Food and culture

Saturday's adventures took me to North London. We started on Exmouth Market, a small stretch of pedestrianised street in Clerkenwell which has a selection of wonderful food options as well as a few little gifts shops. Many of the shops have interesting names such as the bag shop called Bagman and Robin, or the barber shop called Barber Streisand. After a little forage in some of the shops (one of my favourites is the stationery shop called Marby and Elm), we headed to Shawarma for a slap up lunch.


They specialise in Middle Eastern cuisine and slow-cooked rotisserie meats and we opted for the lunch tasting menu which included the perfect combination of hummus and babaganoush to start (served with warm challah bread in a brown paper bag), followed by hearty pitas filled with our choice of meat and veg and accompanied by a scrumptious dish of fried potatoes with whipped feta. It all tasted so fresh and was beautifully presented.


The restaurant fits into a tiny space with a bar and open kitchen at the front - at first you don't even realise there is a whole back room, stuffed full of diners - and has been decorated with a  nod to the Middle East, with rugs on the wall, mixed with copper piping lamp fixings and a collection of old school chairs to sit on. Even the bathroom is inspired by the Middle East with pretty tiling and fretwork light fixtures along with the copper piping and sink fixtures.


After a very filling meal, we trotted up the road to Sadler's Wells to see a stunning performance by Acosta Danza, the Havana-based dance company founded by Carlos Acosta. The performance lasted for over two hours and showed a selection of pieces that ranged from Swedish-influenced youngsters dancing in a golden field of corn to the sensual movement of two fauns in a forest and then on to dance inspired by the music of the Rolling Stones. The dancers move effortlessly from street moves, to contemporary to ballet and it was a joy to watch.


The Acosta Danza will be touring the country in the new year.


Monday, 26 January 2015

A cultural Saturday afternoon

On Saturday afternoon we headed over to the Barbican Centre for a little mooch around. I decided to walk to it from Blackfriars station, and the walk alone was so inspiring! It took me past Fleet street, the Old Bailey and then on past St Bartholomew's Hospital and Smithfield Market.


The light was beautiful on Saturday afternoon and lit up the gold of the Old Bailey.
Even the buildings of the Barbican centre looked like they were coated in gold!



I forgot what an inspiring place the Barbican is, partly because of the architecture, but also because of all the amazing cultural events that are going on there. It has already inspired me to book some tickets for a dance theatre performance on Friday evening!




We had a swift pint at the Jugged Hare pub, which is a lovely pub/restaurant very close to the Barbican. We were lucky to get two seats at the bar where we could do a good amount of people watching and an added bonus was that Ralph Fiennes was also enjoying a drink there! It's a fab pub with stripped wooden floors, animal heads on the walls and trendy waistcoated servers and it was buzzing at 5.30 in the evening as people were either emerging form matinee performances or gathering for a night out. We didn't eat there, but did find out that the name of the pub comes from a dish called 'jugging' which involves the stewing a whole hare in an earthenware jug!

We then headed over to Clerkenwell where we visited the art show of my friend Garth Bowden. The exhibition was called "Epiphany and Apophenia". Epiphany was to show expressions of extreme pleasure or extreme pain, frozen moments used as a starting point for an enquiry into unknown physical and emotional worlds. Apophenia to describe the language of data that is actually void of any intended information. The numbers and patterns fade in and out, alluding to depth and movement.










I bought a beautiful wood and metal stool that Garth had made from oak casks.
We carried it home with us on the train and it now has pride of place in our hallway!







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