rant

Eating up Dubai, rant

2016 – what it should bring

2016 – what it should bring

I’m not going to tell you what is going to happen this year in the world of cuisine. There are hundreds of sites out there that are looking into their crystal balls and finding trends, but I’m done with my preternatural palate prowess. It’s always a bit off-key anyway. Instead, […]

January 12, 2016 ×

brands, Cafes, Dubai restaurants, imports, Italian food, rant, truffles

Venice Transplants

Venice Transplants

Imports… In Dubai, it would be nigh impossible to live without them. Even historically, this region has been a centre of trade – silk, spices, gold, food, it all comes and goes. When I do my weekly shopping, I return home with beef from Australia, prawns from Oman, apples from […]

May 22, 2011 ×

benihana kuwait, rant, vanity fair

Can you please offend me politely?

I love a rant. All bloggers do. In fact, it’s quite possible that over half what I read on blogs is a rant of some form. I don’t want to read about kittens and sailboats – it’s just plain boring. We love to complain, but why do we do it […]

March 13, 2011 ×

Dubai, eggs, environment, free-range, rant

Despicable Me

Despicable Me

Happy egg after an overseas trip Don’t let anybody tell you it started with the chicken. It was most definitely the egg. In fact, it was several of them, half a dozen to be exact. This was the first time in Dubai that I had to sell my earth-mother soul. […]

January 28, 2011 ×

Christmas, Dubai, hotels, incompetence, kids, rant, Sheraton

Crapmas

Crapmas

Enjoyment against all odds 1pm yesterday revealed a great disappointment. We had intended to attend the tree lighting at the Montgomerie (swanky golf club managed by swankier hotel chain The Address.) closer inspection to the website had revealed it was on the 11th, not on the 10th as I had […]

December 11, 2010 ×

Arabian Ranches, Beach, Desert, Dubai, House of Colour, Jumeirah Jane, rant, where to live

The spleen of the desert.

The spleen of the desert.

In what will prove to indicate the surreal la-de-da quality of my “housewife without work” life, this morning I attended a “House of Colour” morning in the Arabian Ranches. Now, you may be surprised that I am not going to discuss the morning – which incidentally was not a religious […]

November 28, 2010 ×