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No, not the boozer in the food mecca that is Bermondsey Street SE1, very different. There had been talk amongst friends of a little pub which carries a ‘bin end’ list with very gentlemanly mark ups, so on a recent trip to Winchester an adventure to The Woolpack Inn was in order. This is a fantastic...
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People spend ages trying to find the best food-wine combination. Port and Stilton, Foie Gras and Sauternes, Champagne and Oysters are all worth a look, but these always seems over elaborate. My favourite match is simple - take the best (and oldest) bottle of red you can find and drink it alongside t...
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No, this is not some new foodie madness like hot dogs and grower champagne, this is a trip to embrace two of the fine things in life, fly fishing and wine! While other fanatics in search of big angry sea trout and wild salmon are being mauled by horse flies in Scotland, a gillie whispering in their...
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Whilst on holiday in Tuscany, I was fortunate enough to arrange a visit to the “Conca d’Oro”, Panzano-in-Chianti and producer of my favourite Chianti Classico, Fontodi. 
 
The views from the property over their vineyards were sublime and the property itself was a paradigm of Chianti perfection...
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With the Olympics in town and tickets to the Beach Volleyball in hand we needed an impromptu venue for an early dinner. Quick and easy was the order of the day. Not having visited Burger & Lobster on Clarges Street before we decided it was the perfect way to start our soirée. Nestled in the back str...
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As a very kind birthday gift I was given vouchers for the Ginger Pig, one of the best butchers in London. Rather than buying a mountain of their (exceptional) Toulouse sausages, I decided to splash out on a proper rib of beef. Now I rarely buy beef, as I’m a bit of a stickler for the quality and thi...
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After a ferocious 4.30 am alarm followed by a plethora of espresso I joined the team generously compiled by LVMH to visit the hallowed home of Dom Perignon. After a sedate Eurostar we headed towards Epernay in possibly the swankiest minibus available, this was no Ford Transit and luxury seemed to be...
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