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Mark C. O'Flaherty

Let them eat cake | Review: Gordon Ramsay au Trianon, Paris

Let them eat cake | Review: Gordon Ramsay au Trianon, Paris

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

"I went to Gordon Ramsay’s house to photograph his dog for Tatler once. Even he couldn’t quite believe it was happening"
Beef rib and shamrocks

Beef rib and shamrocks

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

"Growing up in the archetypal Irish family home in the 1970s, I despised most food that wasn’t from our favourite fish and chip shop"
The drugs don’t work | Review: Pharmacy 2, London

The drugs don’t work | Review: Pharmacy 2, London

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

"If the food is from 2016, and the décor is from the 1990s, the service is dialled in from the 1970s"
Why I love MONA

Why I love MONA

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

Is it the world’s most exciting contemporary art institution? Or is it just that all the others are so awful
The best gay bar in the whole wide world | Julius’, New York

The best gay bar in the whole wide world | Julius’, New York

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

This gay corner of Greenwich Village is the epitome of Old New York
Review: La Compagnie – London (LTN) to New Jersey (EWR)

Review: La Compagnie – London (LTN) to New Jersey (EWR)

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

"Everything about Luton is contrived to insult the no-frills passenger and put them in their place. It wants to big itself up with putting 'London' in the name, fine: on its own terms, then, it’s a national disgrace"
Let’s locate the thermal exhaust port on the Walkie-Talkie, and send the Rebel Alliance in…

Let’s locate the thermal exhaust port on the Walkie-Talkie, and send the Rebel Alliance in…

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

Let’s locate the thermal exhaust port and send the Rebel Alliance in…
Go west, get bent | Review: Casa Cruz, London

Go west, get bent | Review: Casa Cruz, London

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

"The whole thing feels like a tarted-up 1970s classic destination – a bit Trampy, with a whole lot of hurly-Birley"
Pilgrimage to Grey Gardens

Pilgrimage to Grey Gardens

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

“Are we, by any chance, anywhere near… Grey Gardens?”

A gentile dining experience

A gentile dining experience

by Mark C. O'Flaherty

"Who gives a fig about blagging your way into the Polo Bar when you can flick through a grill menu (with a mysteriously large selection of sushi) while watching home movie footage of a bunch of guys in grey beards high-kicking through their ankle-length black coats on the Tel Aviv tarmac next to an El Al jumbo?"