My friends think I’m obsessed with food. I might be. They said I should start a blog. Here it is.
I came to London 6 years ago and figured I would leave straight after university. I didn’t, I couldn’t. The yearn for meatballs, salty liquorice and fika wasn’t strong enough, so I stayed.
I stayed so I could explore newly-opened restaurants, old school bars, supper clubs and overpriced delis. I’ve had to invest in a yogalates DVD.
This blog started out as an ode to good food in London. Then I met an Italian and suddenly that love spread to many other countries, especially Italy. Suddenly, I also found myself writing about other things than food and that’s where we are today.