One of the things I miss most about living in San Francisco is the wine bars. In the same way that London has a pub on every corner, San Francisco has a wine bar on every street. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good pub. But sometimes it’s nice to swap cider for wine and thousand-year-old carpet for fresh wood floors and wall-to-wall windows. Like at Enoteca Rabezzana, a new wine bar in the City of London.
The only thing I love more than afternoon tea in London is a trip to the spa and afternoon tea in London. I can’t think of a better way to spend a cold January day than indoors getting a massage and indulging in sweet treats and comforting tea. So today I’m doing just that at The Landmark London hotel in Marylebone.
Happy New Year! I hope you enjoyed your New Year’s Eve wherever you celebrated in the world. I had the opportunity to watch the New Year’s Eve fireworks in London for the first time, and it was an amazing show.
Londoners are a little obsessed with Christmas. It’s hard not to be. The weather may be cold and the days so short we marvel the sun bothers to rise, but what keeps us from hibernating in our local pub is that the streets are so amazingly bright we can’t help tearing ourselves away from our tenth first pint to get outdoors and into the Christmas spirit.
Thanksgiving can be a minefield for expats and foreigners. From too-small ovens that can’t hold your giant turkey to confusion as to why your American friends don’t remember every detail of the first Thanksgiving, cultural differences can cause a lot of stress. So to help people from both sides of the Atlantic navigate the holiday and avoid the slippery slope of social awkwardness, today I bring you A Lady in London’s Expat Thanksgiving Survival Guide.
There are entirely too many restaurants in London. Well, not too many, but enough that I could spend every night of the next year eating at a different restaurant and still not come close to having tried a fraction of them. But why would I want to do that when there are some restaurants worth going back to? Like The Grill at The Dorchester, which just re-opened after an extensive renovation.
Winter is not my favorite time of year. As a Californian, I grew up with “winter lite”, a season where scarves were fashion statements and boots were worn with bare legs and miniskirts. But now that I face the annual reality of cold, dark London winters, I have to find ways to cope. As such, I’ve put together a little survival guide for the run-up to Christmas, and today I bring you A Lady in London’s guide to Christmas events in London.
The week I moved to London I noticed a strange phenomenon: everyone I passed on the street wore a red paper flower pinned to their coat. Being new to the city, I wasn’t sure what to make of this. Was it a fashion trend? A local tradition? Somebody help a foreign girl out! After much observation, I learned that these pins were poppies, and they were worn in honor of Poppy Day.
With all the hot new restaurants in London this year, it’s been easy to focus on new openings. But from Chiltern Firehouse in Marylebone to Palomar in Soho, some restaurants are getting so hard to get into that if you’re not an A-list celebrity, you can forget about booking a table. Which is why it’s always nice to have local neighborhood restaurants to turn to when your name doesn’t start with Lindsay and end with Lohan. One such place is Acciuga restaurant in Kensington.
There’s nothing like a press-for-champagne button to get me excited about a night out in London. While said buttons can be found at a few restaurants around the city, the ones at Bob Bob Ricard in Soho have always been my favorites. And now that Bob Bob Ricard has opened a Club Room for dining and champagne-fueled entertainment, I can’t resist a trip back to press the button again.
When I go to the markets in London, I’m usually looking for food. From Broadway Market to Borough Market, Maltby Street Market to the Marylebone Farmers’ Market, I love browsing through the bright colors and fresh produce. But there’s one London market that doesn’t focus on food that still gives me the same feeling of excitement: the Columbia Road Flower Market.
Before I moved to London, I associated the city with its major monuments. Big Ben, Buckingham Palace, and St. Paul’s Cathedral were the first things I thought of when the word “London” came to mind. But ever since I moved here, I’ve come to appreciate the city’s more subtle highlights. In particular, the mewses.