Dante’s Fried Chicken, goodness me. Derek and I headed down to the press brunch last Sunday and here I am almost a week later, still reminiscing the taste of that chicken. It’s another league to any fried chicken that I’ve had in London in the past. Perfect texture, moisture, crispyness – you name it. I’m dreaming about chicken.
Woah woah woah. Awoh! That’s me making noises about what I’ve been doing. If you’ve been keeping track with the site for a few months then you’ll know late last year I started training at Virgin Active as part of their Be Your Personal Best campaign. The constant Foursquare check-ins should have given you a clue, hop on after the cut to see some hilarious imagery of me in the gym. Sorry about the awkward sex/I’m dying faces in most. Ugh.
I don’t know about you but I love breakfast. When I wake up in the morning though I rarely have time for more than a bowl of cereal and a banana, the opportunity to eat out then is always a delight. When visiting No.11 Pimlico Road the delights don’t stop at the food, the newly refurbished Chelsea space makes for a fabulous experience from dawn into dusk.
Thank you. Thank you. You’re far too kind for waiting so long, can we get encore before y’all start reading the post. Press play. After a two month hiatus/hibernation, we’re back. Notice the new new? It’s finally ready and bug free (we hope). Y&Y 3.0 is here, the best iteration yet – mobile friendly, cleaner, led by our own content as opposed to curation. More on the flip side.