Having not had Falafel in ages, due to having a year long aversion to anything with flavour, I decided to go on a wild Falafel binge a few weeks ago. I was staying in London and couldn't resist the call of Falafel, a comforting presence as the cold nights draw in and the rain starts... Continue Reading →
Many thanks to 'old father thames' for this guest review. I am working in Hampton Wick, which although is in Greater London takes 2 hours to get to from my North London lair. So, I stay over one night a week. During the long evenings away from my beloved, my mind turns to nosh and... Continue Reading →
Thanks to guest contributer 'Old father Thames' for this post (I know, how strange). We were given tickets to see Eddie Izzard at the Palladium. I’m not his greatest fan, but I selflessly agreed to attend as my wife likes him and we’ve seen his show many times over the years. Also, it was... Continue Reading →
Thanks to regular contributor Marie @planteatingposts for this review. The Turkish restaurants in North London are a strange and wonderous thing. Strange because no matter the day or hour they are rammed and busy. Even if every other restaurant along Green Lanes is totally empty, there is always a jammed happy crowd in every one... Continue Reading →
Chick Falafel, Brent Cross Shopping Centre: North London We have reviewed this particular eatery before, but we at ratemyfalafel.com are nothing if not thorough - we welcome new insights and perspectives. Thanks to this weeks guest contributor for this gem: Marie @planteatingposts (insta) Well, just because the entire country has taken leave of its senses doesn't... Continue Reading →
It’s rare to find yourself in Camden Lock market on a weekday unless you work there, are a tourist, or a teenager looking for something illicit. I was just hungry after walking from town. It was sweltering and jammed full, with people lining the sides of the canal, the water bright green with summer algae.... Continue Reading →
The first thing I noticed when I unwrapped my falafel from its neat little bag was that the “pitta” it was in looked nothing like any pitta I’d had before...
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 →
Mermaid Fish Bar : 189 Lower Clapton Road London E5 8EGHackney Downs It was Wednesday evening. We had spent it pleasantly watching 'noise' in an old church in Hackney. As we tiredly trudged home, almost deaf after the intense wall of noise we had experienced, hunger rumbled in our bellies and I decided to pop... Continue Reading →