'Always be prepared', that's my motto. So why wasn't I? It was a thought I'd come back to again and again over the lockdown period. Why didn't I prepare? When Covid 19 hit I had no frozen falafel in the freezer, no dried chickpeas, a few scant tins which were to soon run out. I... Continue Reading →
Tis a proud day for any parent when their little ones takes their first... Bite of falafel. I'd been waiting impatiently for our baby to be ready to eat solid food and decided that on his 6 month birthday we would give him his first foray into the world of fried chickpeas. I was nervous.... Continue Reading →
By anonymous. N. B this was written BEFORE the outbreak in Spain and subsequent lock down in all European countries. Stay tuned for quarantine falafel updates next week. After yet another sodden, freezing and windy week in London (storms Ciara, Dennis and Jorge had visited) combined with toilet-paper hoarding Coronavirus mass panic, I boarded an... Continue Reading →
*thanks to our guest falafel writer this week. The editor is currently travelling/honeymoon-ing and will be back shortly. (Don't worry, falafel has featured heavily in these...travels and will be discussed at length during the next few posts). Quick, Easy, Delicious cook-at-home Falafel. (disclaimer: not quick, not easy) I’ve eaten so many falafels in my life... Continue Reading →
Brent Cross shopping centre is known for its shops. There are loads of them. 120 to be precise. There’s even a pop up beach in the summer, where literally 350 tonnes of sand and 100 palm trees are plonked into the North West London car park...
London. The Big Smoke. Mr Falafel. After a grueling couple of hours in the Science Museum, where we had seen Tim Peake's actual space craft (v. disappointing) and learnt that scientists do lots of weird shit to mice, enough was enough. None of this learning and 'culture' malarky. We needed to get down to it.... Continue Reading →