"A menu is not a blunt, objective fact"
What happens when a food writer is denied food?
Why I'm not moving to Lisbon just yet
"Kate from Croydon and Naomi from Streatham, not glamazons from Manhattan"
George Reynolds on Diana Henry's How To Eat a Peach
"A pianist. At breakfast. Playing the love theme to Tootsie"
"I have seen Thurston Moore wandering around looking for food, clutching a forlorn Spar. Now they’ve even shut the Spar. Laugharne does its own thing"
"It's about time there was some good news. Malta's chequered, bloody history of invasion and war continued into the 20th century when package-tour Brits turned up in droves to drink lager and scarf fish'n'chips before throwing up outside macabre discos"
"Things reached a head in 2011 after police murdered 16-year-old Diego Felipe Becerra while he tagged his signature, Felix the Cat, on the walls of an underpass"
"I could try to forget some of the not-so-great memories of a trip to remember, including, but by no means limited to, having my left nipple aggressively tweaked by a masseuse miffed at my rejecting her offer of a “mass-ah” on a street corner in Siem Reap and 12 hours of explosive diarrhoea on the island of Koh Lanta"
"It’s almost wakame-like. Am I that pretentious? Can I help it that I’ve put everything in the world in my mouth already? But I think they’ve ceviche-d this, or something. It’s got a citrusy thing"
"Does Valentine’s Day make love cheap? Thankfully yes … and so do I"
"These unnerving stories resonate in – or haunt – the mind long after reading"
"It is clear much more thought has gone into how it looks than how it eats"
"I drove straight to Helmsley, as devotees of Withnail and I minutae might appreciate"
"Capri had no pants. Bermuda had no shorts. Fez had one red velvet tasselled hat …"
"A Star Trek-style sliding door reveals a hallway, at the end of which is a lightless lift. I enter and wait to ascend (or descend, it's not clear which), then a ceiling light blasts on and music begins... "
"I was distracted by the density of references to specific brands, cuts of clothes, and dialogue plucked from the movies – 'capeesh?'"
"Affordable luxury is, as far as we’re concerned, an oxymoron, unless you’re talking about free time. Which is, of course, a luxury and, by its very nature, free"
"These small pleasures have arrived: brightly coloured novelty shapes for millennials"
"It is however a masculine, musky, man enclave …"
"It’s 8PM on a Friday night at Hakkasan Mayfair and a urinal is leaking piss"
"Then bread arrives. Outlandish and spectacular bread. In shapes and colours I don't recognise …"
Stephen Unwin gives Bailiffscourt the once over for one of his wonderful sort-of-hotel-reviews
"One recurrent comment has been: 'Truffle and fontina pizza for £29!? WTF!??'"
Picasso was here, Matisse, Chagall. It was the hot spot for a postwar jet set. Good food, a sunny terrace and art heists – welcome to La Colombe d’Or
"When I go to the toilet, I happen upon a waitress spraying copious amounts of stain remover upon the man whose chinos she has spilled food all down"
"The décor at Ballyfin is not for all tastes, but your mother will probably love it. Unless your mother is Rei Kawakubo"
"These charismatic spaces often attract high-profile actors and directors"
"'That’s Tommy Hilfiger!' my companion stage-whispers"
"He discreetly threw up behind the bar and kept serving"
"I had my last honeymoon here at The Savoy. We had to get the dealer out at 3am …"