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A Bit Casual Eating Out London

Beer and Buns, Shoreditch

March 17, 2015

Until recently I was what you called ‘bun-loyal’. My allegiances were clear, I was a devotee of the classic bready, preferably brioche, burger bun. As a self-confessed burgerholic (rewind to Burger Wellington 2012 and 2013 where I demolished 10 burgers in 14 days) I have no choice but to be a fan. After all, the bun is one of the three fundamental components of a burger, without it it’s just meat and 3 vege.

But lately there is a new bun that’s caught my eye… I know it’s been delighting fans for centuries but only in recent years has it become mainstream. I would credit, or blame depending on which side of the bun you’re on, David Chang for making it cool and London’s love of a trend for making it a craze. Of course, I am talking about the Hirata style steamed bun also known as bao or mantou.

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Eating In Savoury

Roast Pork Belly and Crackling – Recipe

November 20, 2014

I can confidently say that most of the omnivores I know start salivating at the mere mention of pork belly, and grin ear to ear whilst licking their lips when crispy crackling comes into view. I won’t insult your intelligence by denying that I am one of those omnivores, and a certain someone? Well I’m pretty sure he loves pork more than I do because he could happily eat ham sandwiches for lunch everyday. If that’s not love…

But let’s get back to the belly- I was day dreaming about that time we had those infamous Momofuku pork buns and decided to make those dreams a reality. Unfortunately Skyscanner was not finding me any affordable flights to NYC, so feeling adventurous I thought the next best thing would be to just recreate them myself. They look simple enough, right?

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Eating Abroad New Zealand

Dunedin, Eating in the Heart of Studentville

October 5, 2013

Last weekend, mum and I popped down to Dunedin to visit my sister and get our first taste of Otago student life. The long drive from the airport through all that greenery reminded me we were no longer in the big smoke, and the hodge podge of dingy looking cottages reminded me we were definitely in studentville. I’m sure there are lots of lovely, probably palatial homes in Dunedin but that was not the hot spot I was hanging out in. My sister’s flat with all its windows and doors in place is probably one of the better in the neighbourhood, but I was pretty glad I booked a hotel room…

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