I apologise profusely about the double whammy that shall enrich yet another food/lifestyle/whatever blog.
For beginners: Myself and herself met in exactly 8 years ago in Caledonian Road.
Our foodie adventures probably began on the second Sunday of October 2006 (fine maybe the 3rd) when a clan of Cypriots boarded the Eastbound Piccadilly Line from Caledonian Road to Holloway Road.
Yes, we did get the tube for that. On a Sunday...
When Arsenal was probably playing...
And we made it to a kebab shop with tables.
And we had donner/shish fried potatoes.
The owner recognised our greekness and changed the music to Haris Alexiou and Vis(h)si.
At the end we got a greek/turkish/cypriot coffee.
Non-West end London - just like Caledonian Road - was pretty much a "dangerous" place to be.
And then came the hipsters.
As much as we love to bitch about them they have brought new things and have made London a tiny wee bit more interesting.
Whereas i could not get a cup of coffee after 5pm now i can have coffee whenever.
For beginners: Myself and herself met in exactly 8 years ago in Caledonian Road.
Our foodie adventures probably began on the second Sunday of October 2006 (fine maybe the 3rd) when a clan of Cypriots boarded the Eastbound Piccadilly Line from Caledonian Road to Holloway Road.
Yes, we did get the tube for that. On a Sunday...
When Arsenal was probably playing...
And we made it to a kebab shop with tables.
And we had donner/shish fried potatoes.
The owner recognised our greekness and changed the music to Haris Alexiou and Vis(h)si.
At the end we got a greek/turkish/cypriot coffee.
Non-West end London - just like Caledonian Road - was pretty much a "dangerous" place to be.
And then came the hipsters.
As much as we love to bitch about them they have brought new things and have made London a tiny wee bit more interesting.
Whereas i could not get a cup of coffee after 5pm now i can have coffee whenever.
