Charms, symbols, tassels and semi precious sparkles. Call me fickle but they simply make me happy.
http://www.culturecompass.co.uk/2011/12/01/dicha-jewellery-as-art/
a forced friendship
I remember as a child I hated being told who to be friendly with. Making friends, or socialising with people you have something in common with, should be led by natural instinct. And, in my opinion, social media networks need to mirror the real world, as much as possible. So when I hear, needless to say on Twitter, that the bank, First Direct, has created a platform where their customers can ‘share recommendations’ from a holiday in Turkey to an emergency plumber, I shake my head in disbelief.
How many social networks do we honestly need? Surely our voices don’t need to be amplified on multi-platforms to feel like we are being heard? And, is a niche network or a bespoke forum hosted by your favourite FMCG brand really going to cut the mustard? I know that the cynic in me would be wondering how much of an investment this futile site had cost the brand, both in terms of build and ongoing customer hosting.
Rant over. There is of course the other side of the coin, where a dedicated social platform works brilliantly. Where there is passion, there is an automatic, magnetic online gathering. Fans seem to be flocking to Fulham FC’s virtual Craven Cottage Stadium and, from what they tell me, it doesn’t feel spooky at all.
To sum up, my real life illustration of this point would be the bus stop. Just because you are waiting for the same bus with the other five random people, you don’t feel any urge to socialise with them. Well, it’s the same online.
social media thoughts from the evolv grotto: www.evolvdigital.com
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calling in the slipper squad
I am curious. And while I am curious, my toes are cold. Has it become a custom of our generation to take our shoes off the moment we walk through the door? My parents don’t wear slippers or ‘house shoes’ at home so why am I obsessing about finding the perfect pair of slippers as winter encroaches?
You see, not any old slippers will do. I have a list of criteria: a) they need a sole. newspapers need to be brought in, bin bags taken out and children extracted from car rotas. b) they need to be hazardless. Slippers on a carpet staircase, combined with the pre-school morning rush, could be lethal. c) they need to offer the ultimate in foot comfort d) is my final but most important point, they need to look good.
There’s a reason Juicy Couture tracksuits and Abercrombie hoodies are purchased by the less chavy crowd; they are worn at home when relaxing. Now, I just had to find out what is the slipper equivalent.
I appealed to slipper-loving friends and quickly narrowed down the search to the Ugg-sheepskin type, the airplane remodelled slipper sock or a mary-jane/ballet shoe style in a cashmere mix. None of these options are perfect in my eyes. I will be continuing my hunt. Let me know how warm your toes are.
breakfast with bill
There have certainly been some highs and lows this week. Lowest was waking up after long surgery and highest was my breakfast with the Red Head at Granger & Co. read on and you’ll find yourself with no option but to head for the Grove.
Bill Granger
At my brother’s wedding, almost 10 years ago, I met a blonde and charming Australian. In the most unassuming way, he happened to mention that he was a chef. I presumed that he had a beach café which ticked over nicely and it was not until I was travelling in Sydney, later that year, that I heard of Bill Granger, the world-famous chef, restaurateur and author, best known for his home-style cooking.
The transformation from ignorant sister to devotee was immediate; I had become yet another of his adoring fans. His books provide me, the less than talented cook, with a fail-safe solution to entertaining and his café, Bills, was an absolute highlight of my culinary experiences in the southern hemisphere. (Chatting to Keanu Reeves, as we ate our ricotta hotcakes, was simply an added benefit!)
So, after much speculation and rumour, I leapt for joy to hear that Bill (and his wife and business partner, Natalie) had signed a lease to open their first UK restaurant and, less than a week ago, Granger & Co opened on Westbourne Grove.
Seeing as few real people in the real world can ‘do breakfast’ on a Monday morning, I needed to convince the Red Head, another die-hard freelancer, that we should prioritise our tummies post weekend socialising, and nip down to, what trendy west Londoners call, ‘The Grove’.
Granger & Co is light and bright whilst also casual and welcoming. Bill and Natalie were buzzing around the attentive yet laid back team. Perhaps because you can’t book a table, the vibe is one of a local café where you just might bump into your neighbour. Bill is a perfectionist and that would explain why our breakfasts were so utterly delicious and our coffees better than most. However, unlike many foodies of his stature, his attention to detail doesn’t make you feel that it’s all simply a big show.
While I opted greedily for the full Aussie breakfast, the Red Head chose the sweetcorn fritters with roast tomatoes, spinach and bacon and together, we feasted like kings and felt full for hours afterwards.
But don’t be fooled into thinking Granger & Co is a simply a breakfast hang out. It’s open from dawn to dusk and moves seamlessly from breakfast menu to soups and sandwiches at lunchtime and onto the dinner menu boasting reinvented popular favourites such as lamb meatballs with tomato & tamarind, parmesan crumbed chicken schnitzel and fragrant fish curry as well as a varying dish of the day. Aware that Bill is keen to demystify the cooking of Asian food and highlighted by the success of his newest and ninth book, Bill’s Everyday Asian, I wasn’t surprised to notice that much of his menu has a Far East influence.
Whether you are looking for the ultimate in comfort food, Asian-twist cuisine, a taste of Sydney or just fancy checking out the glamorous Westbourne Grovers, I can guarantee that you won’t be disappointed.
Granger & Co, 175 Westbourne Grove, London W11 T 020 7229 9111?7am-11pm Mon-Sat (last orders 10.30pm)?8am-10pm Sun (last orders 9.30pm)
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