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May 21, 2009

the japanese restaurant

the japanese restaurant

April 4, 2009

A FAN OF THE JOHN DAVIDSON FAN CLUB #22

I haven’t post may new posts for the John Davidson Fan Club for a while but I have a few emails racking up. I was going to do it this evening actually before ‘Family Dinner’ – rabbit casserole, kale, cabbage and home made bagels. Instead, I am checking my email and this comment appears about a previous post of The John Davidson Fan Club if you want to refresh your memory about, you can read it here.

Paul G has left a new comment on your post “THE G.A. RECOMMENDS A RESTAURANT”:

Emma

I know I’m a year late but Schmidt’s popped up today because I am meeting someone for a drink at the Charlotte Street Hotel.

Schmidt’s was the first restaurant Iw as taken to as a kid. I remember it well because itw as so huge and two waiters – one Greek and the other Dutch – had a loud fight in the kitchen over a football match the previous night and my mother’s freshly prepared food was flung during the altercation.
Cut to a few years later and my first job at a phot library around the corner.
Freddie Schmidt funded it; he was the son of the owner and incredibly Austrian/English. Schmidts had just closed down and Freddie was looking fore anotegr business opportunity.
I remember it lay empty for a couple of years at least – this was 70s London which still had bomb damage from WW2 – and seemed like a relic from the Vienna Secession, not the punk rock West End.

There you go.

From an old timer.

PX

Wow. A whole lot better than hate mail from Prancehall.

xx Lektrogirl

MAP FOR PIPPA


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A is the Pigalle Metro and B is the actual breakfast place. The connections on the Metro are super annoying, you’d be better off taking a taxi.

xx Lektrogirl

April 1, 2009

TOP EUROPEAN BREAKFAST HOLE

Okay so WHENEVER I AM IN PARIS which is not as often as it should be, I ALWAYS MAKE A DETERMINED EFFORT to visit L’Estaminet d’Arômes et Cépages for brunch on Sunday morning.This trip I had a fish brunch – smoked salmon, fig and cinnamon confiture, a home made crab paste, another oniony paste with green things that was so delicious, scrambled egg, a scone, natural yoghurt [with a bloody star anise seed if you please which I struggled around London not so long ago to search for!] fruit salad, salad, coffee, apple juice and fresh bread for €20.

You have to sit at this big shared farmhouse table and all the staff are women. I was lucky enough to sit next to some upper class Frenchies who spoke like the recorded voices on language CD’s and listen to them go on about food.

This one was in 2007, with a little Amuse Bouche – a tomato soup, charcuterie, and the jam didn’t come on the plate this time for some reason but it was confiture de chataigne.

So where is this incredible place? It is at the back of the Marché des Enfants Rouges on rue de Bretagne in the 3rd. The nearest Metro is Temple. The Marché is apparently a bit of a foodies market – there are loads of great wines and cheese, organic vegies and stuff and some well known Asian ‘restaurant’ there too. It isn’t very big though. In the market building in a shop selling vintage photographs and the owner has always been the rudest prick to me when I have been to the shop and I have never managed to have a proper look at anything however year after year I go back in the hope he will be nice and let me look around and buy something. The market is also pretty close to an APC store, another nice boutique called Shine that has nice jewellery in it even though all the clothes are stuff you can get here – Marc, See by Chloe blah blah.

There is also another store not far called ie which sells all kinds of baby and children’s wear from Indian and Japanese fabrics made by a husband and wife team I think. She’s Japanese and he is from India. You can also buy there fabric, toys, tiles, posters all from India. A bit like Brick Lane only cuter and not as smelly.

Anyway the phone is ringing. Who is it that cares if I live or die at this hour?

xx Lektrogirl

January 12, 2009

THE JOHN DAVIDSON FANCLUB #21

From: John Davidson [mailto:XXCENSOREDXX@hotmail.com]
Sent: 10 January 2009 00:25
To: Emma Davidson
Subject: RE: g’day, and g’day to you an’all. 1/4 to 11a.m. here, guess y’r in the scratch escaping from the cold and farkin snow?

That was a long and interesring e’mail, shagger. I like to read about your pursuits that haunt you dailySpecially about your mates who fall out about’usually’ fuck all. Talking about cold, you’ld get a shock if you were home here, the Summer, HAS PASSED tASMANIA BY. The best we have had so far is 16 degrees C’ Cold winds and rain, snow on the mountain, etc,etc.
Program on S.B.S. last night Secrets of the orgasm. So they built a see-thru plastic insert spectrum so you could look deep into her vagina. Supposedly looking for the ‘G’ spot. whatever the fark that is? Any way it did nothing for an aged 83 yr old, who’ld rather have a bowl of hot soup anyway.
Ain’t that typical of public utilities, like they couldn’t or wouldn’t tell you over the blower how to change the farkin batteries. Oh no. you got to have a night school ticket and an electrician’s certificate to change a battery. mate
Shower of faecal nobbies.
Sara and the family seemed to have had a fulsome festive season. G.F.luck to them. At least they didn’t have to engage in solitary thoughts and on your own-ness. Though I think I might be glad if I tell myself the truth, because IO do find XXCENSOREDXX a bit hard to take. Thick as bricks. XXCENSOREDXX read a booki in(fiction that is)in his life gets on my tits. Specially if he beats me at chess. Young sAM AT6 YEARS PLAYS BETTER CHESS THAN i DID WHEN i WAS 10.Fuck the caps lock! He’ could be a little champion the way he’s going. learning to play.I f you hear a violent squeal over the oceans. you’ll know the little fart has beaten his Grandpa? Makes you wonder, what is the worth of 70 odd years of experience when some bright spark comes up and digs a hole of defeat for you?
How’s the Deutch going? Or has Le Langue Francois takenover? Hoe about a bit of low class Russian? “Yopt via match, ti chouyou garbati! You stuff yer mother yer hump backed prick!
SEE YA LATER MATE. i’LL SEND A SHORT TEXT TO TELL YOUTHE EMAIL IS IN YOUR COMP. i WAS GOING TO SAY BOX, BUT IT SEEMED IAPPROPRIATE!” those bloody caps lock agen. Sorry. I think the comp does it to annoy. Like the Red Duchess in Alice . The baby she was chucking pepper on ‘only cried to annoy!
All the best kiddo. Don’t know what we’ld talk about if you were here. Couldn’t be worse than what I write on the comp?
Luv ex yer pa. XXXXX

November 13, 2008

GENERAL REPORT

This morning on the way to work I happily counted a variety of dog shits on the pavement and a screwed up used sanitary towel and watched one woman tip a steaming kettle of boiling water on her doorstep and wipe a jay cloth over the wet patch with her foot – poo or vomit i dont know.

Now I am in Chisou a Japanese restaurant drinking Midori and Soda – really a summer time drink – about to eat what looks like is going to be banging!!! All the plates and bowls are so elegant and delicate. In complete contrast to my morning walk.

Xx Lektrogirl

November 7, 2008

DINNER WITH THE GIRLS

Guys – this is a real girls post so maybe look away.

Ends again in a fucking hangover… WHY?!

Cocktails at The Diner. Which aren’t even that great – but I like the Fame and Fortune and the close proximity to my work. So two of those with Lee and a long wait for our table and for The Cardinal to show her face. IN THE SAME DRESS I BOUGHT LAST WEEK and wore on my dinner date with The Swede. We laughed cause our Venn Diagram doesn’t often cross with clothes. We can never pick outfits for each other. Lee was wearing a shirt I had seen tho. And Abbie was wearing a great cardigan. Which turned out to be Lee’s.

DEHESA
25 Ganton Street
London
Tel: 0207 494 4170

Server: Viola
Table: 15/1
Guests: 3 [which actually became 5]

Pittacum Bottle 29.50 [INCREDIBLE red!!]
Palacio / Glass 3.95
Padron Peppers 3.75 [Cardinal and I felt the pain!]
Boquerones 3.25 [Felt sorry I had to share]
Spanish Hams 8.75
Pork Belly 6.25 [the Cardinals fave]
Crispy Squid 5.75 [prefer Yauatcha truth be known]
Gnocchi x2 8.00
Sour Dough 2.50
Nastro x 3 8.85
Cod Croquette 4.75
3 Manchegos 7.25
Santigo Tart 5.00
Roast Pear 5.00

Subtotal 103.35
Gratuity 12.79
Total 116.14

Thank you for your custom.
Please visit us again soon.
www.dehesa.co.uk
VAT: 853 644 215


This was my desert. Roast Pear, Honeycomb, Lavender Ice Cream. Don’t cry cause I didn’t share it with you.

August 18, 2008

8:30PM FEELING LIKE 2:00AM

By the end of the day today I was totally starving and I got the C2 bus home from Oxford Circus like greased lightening cause I knew what I had in the fridge. As you can see in the picture above, here is the leftover’s from the lunch on Sunday I made that I was bragging about. Everything on the plate tasted even better after a day to marinade in the own juices and I fried the pork again and hot it was EVEN better. I think it would be great hot with puy lentils etc. Will definitely make that again.

On the way to Ladurée the other day, I saw Barbara Windsor get out of a taxi and I swear she had a chicken head! It was really good. She was also wearing mega heels and in all light coloured clothing. What a woman. Later that afternoon I saw that REALLY tall guy from The Office with his short girlf walking down Wardour Street. Hmmm… when was that? Thursday maybe on my way to the George and Dragon to the launch party for Paul Gorman’s / Nigel Waymouth’s / Granny Takes A Trip / The Look Presents t-shirt range for TOPMAN. Yerrr I know – TOPSHOP – totally against everything I believe in. However what I can appreciate is the history of the British fashion retail and design industry being visited by Paul Gorman which is what I grew up revering reading i-D and The Face back in 1988 in Tasmania thinking “OMG I CAN’T WAIT TO GO TO LONDON!!!” LOLZ. Apparently the rain was so heavy the roof leaked at Mum’s all over my old magazine collection. FUCK.

Here I am looking a total babe as per usual in a t-shirt I wouldn’t normally wear because I made the decision a while ago to stop dressing like a man but this picture shows that my lipstick is looking pretty hot. Probably I was pretty pissed by this stage from drinking Koko Kanu and Coke. I mean Max and I were topless in the George changing from our regular clothes into the t-shirts from The Look Presents range. If you want to check them all out though, look here. Some of the designs are actually reproductions of the original Granny Takes A Trip store front back in the 60’s [like the one I had on]. You didn’t know that Granny Takes A Trip was a shop back then? Ohh… God… where do I begin? Not even worth it…

So, mega day today back at work. Feeling hyped but can’t believe how tired I am so early. I’m looking forward to getting paid. I want to go to a restaurant The Cardinal visited with her family recently:

Nearly as good as the instrumental to Hairbraider by my main man Kelz!

xx Lektrogirl

July 5, 2008

SYDNEY FOOD

I can’t wait to go here: The Giaconda Dining Room on Denmark Street. The Chef is Paul Merrony from Sydney. If someone has been there, let me know how it was! I’m DYING to know.

The menu at the moment [I picked up a card in Milkbar] reads:

Shellfish Bisque 5.00
Salad of Beetroot & Leeks Vinagrette; Goat’s Curd 6.50
Pumpkin Risotto with Oregano 6.00
Boneless & Crisped Pigs Trotters; Eggs Mayonaisse 6.50

Crab Omelette; Green Salad 9.50
Crisp Roast Salmon; Deconstructed Piccalilli 11.00

Grilled Pork Chop; Risotto Milanese 11.75
Grilled Rack of Lamb [for 2 people]; Tian & Gnocchi alla Romana 24.00
Rigatoni with Braised Pork Sausages and Veal Shin with Tomatoes 9.50
Tripe Braised with Chorizo; Smoked Paprika & Butter Beans 9.50

Poached Peach; Eton Mess 6.00
Chocolate & Coffee Mousse; Caramel Sauce 4.50

I think I would have the Beetroot [and hope my friend would order the pig's trotter so I could have a taste because I'm a bit gutless and I'm not sure I would like it] then either the Crab Omelette cause I love eggs or if I was more hungry the Pork Chop and skip dessert.

Imagine the pictures I could take!!

xx Lektrogirl

June 25, 2008

FOOD GERMS

If you want to check out how your local favourite restaurant fairs in it’s latest kitchen inspection here in London, you can visit the Food Agency Standard service and find out.

Sadly, being British, the reports are by no means as brutal as the New York counterpart which you can check out here. This site even lists when there has been mice, flies or broken light bulbs.

xx Lektrogirl

May 2, 2008

AGONY NEARLY OVER

Shit, so last night at the Tabby Cat Lounge was really fun! On the walk to the venue from different directions, Venom and I both noticed how many really nice bars, pubs and restaurants there are in our area. The Tabby Cat Lounge [the name?!] looks really tiny from the front but actually inside it is massive and split over two giant rooms with a garden.

The Bad Things:
My major criticism was the horrid ‘window’ display they had of all the drinks on a computer print out without the file names removed – so everything was like tabbycat001.jpg, tabbycat002.jpg, tabbycat003.jpg etc etc. However, when I walked into the impressive interior I forgot about it.

A few of my drinks were listed in the menu to be garnished with cherries or mint. It disappointedly me [and I think reasonable to be saddened] that these items were omitted when the drink was served. It only impacted on my inner vibes that likes to have things done properly but did not impact on the drinks.

At another table there were four American girls talking so loud – one about her husband this that and the other, the other about sticking her fingers into a lighting sconce and electrocuting herself etc etc until one of them deservedly spilt a drink all over herself and down the back of the chair she was sitting on – everywhere.

The Good Things:
They serve Miller’s Gin – £2.95!
Short cocktails are £5.95
Tall cocktails are £6.95
Champagne cocktails are £7.95
2oz cocktails are £3.95


My sick drink and Venoms Slippery Nipple.

I had a Cherry Martini, a Louisiana Lush, a Classic Champagne Cocktail, a Tom Collins [with Tanqueray Gin] and some red 2oz drink I can’t remember the name of but it did taste a bit like sick and Venom kept up all the way and the whole bill was £60 [including service]. Which Venom paid!

My favourite drink was the Louisiana Lush that was Vanilla Vodka, Limes and something else.

Venom and I got REALLY PISSED. And were even friendly with one another!

It is of course just a matter of time before we fall out with each other again but we really had a great evening. Hopefully we don’t have another big falling out before Summer time cause there are definitely going to be some good times there.

I did not have such a great morning this morning when the neighbours alarm clock went off at 5.45, then a wood pigeon from the Heath had a rest in my garden cooing to it’s heart’s delight in its throaty calls, then the hot mail man came to bring the rest of my new tea set:


I have settings for 6 people in this set. When will we all have a tea party? Maybe when Mrs Vanderbilt and Covvo are back in town which I am SO LOOKING FORWARD TO!!!

xx Lektrogirl

April 15, 2008

THE JOHN DAVIDSON FAN CLUB #2

Oh and I got this in my inbox today from The G.A.:

wHY DID i END SLEEPING ING THE LITTLE PARK(dUKE OF bEDFORD’S LOT? CAN’TREMEMBER for sure. 1, it was the closes free space to home and had a coupla big trees to pee against in case of emergencies, and the old man had a bad attack of S. ON THE LIVER and he said he could smell alcohol on my breath, the sharp nosed prat, I’LD BEEN PLAYING SNOOKER UP IN THE nAG’S hEAD hOLLOWAY with some mates from nght school and had drunk one pint of rough cider. Do you find the Caps lock a pain in the cock, whereever? I inevitably forget the rotten things on. As YOU HAVE NOTICED.

What sensible question was I going to ask you? Yeah. XXCENSOREDXX? did you get over the minor problem of being crook. Did the XXCENSOREDXX girlfriend keep her snot-faced visage out of your probs? Hope your happier now.

I think you and I must E.S.P relative to not feeling too good. Ever since that bloody fall when I cracked my scone I felt like shit. Even right now, stretch a meter of green snot and admire it gleaming in the sunlight. Stretch it and snap. the loose end flips back and gets you in the eye. Fark!

What was the other question you askrd me? Ah yeah. the black pipe! that was on the Victorian built nurses home added to the Gloucester Royal Hospital. Led up to the top dormers just under the roof guttering, Dorothy(1st wife) used to sleep therein. after a few beers the only way to a quick snog was to climbthe friggin pipe,all six stories of it! Not long out of the Scots Guards your old fella 20 I think , was one fit twat. But that wasyesterday, 81 years of the blinders. And I loved them. Except me old man. I can rememember my mother muttering to her self at his regal funeral”I’ m glad he’s gone. Bit rough but ththe bugger used to wack her stupid. XXCENSOREDXX? Must go shagger. Though me lunch is a couple of Saos and a cuppa Orange PekoeCheers Buddy. Miss yer. ALL THE EFFIN TIME, Yer pa.xxxx

Not wanting to sound too much like a perverse version of the Pussy Cat Dolls, don’t cha wish your Dad was cool like mine?

Obviously now it is going to need to be discovered – where was this pool hall – as this is now in my neighbourhood. Also night school? Doing what? And I need to get him to tell the story of the Scots Guards.

LUNCH TIME. I going to go to Archgate and have a kofta wrap I think with garlic sauce and salad and chips. They are the my favourite cafe / restaurant in North London. They are directly over the road from the Archway tube station and I have now been going there for years.

xx Lektrogirl

April 11, 2008

THE G.A. RECOMMENDS A RESTAURANT

I woke up this morning to see that The G.A. had replied to my last email. Here is what he had to say:

thanks for the email,kid. Really made my day, Yeah! Not only heard about the snow in London but they lavished extensive photos showing around the parks and suburbs of the same city. Bloody beautiful, not the shagging snow, but the memories of my childhood. the squre in which I slept is in Guildford Street just along from the end OF Doughty Street wgiis parrallel to Kings cross road. We used ro live in the top flat of 55 Doughty street. The front door used to look quite imposing if nothing else. The next street along Guildford street from DoughtyLamb’s Conduit Street you turn left up to just along is/was a very aged pub called the Lamb. our old piss-up pub. Even your Granma Lidge had a few in their over the years. A bloke called Rndall Keane used to own the place. He was married to a woman called Jean, but that didn’t stop the horny drunk taking a shine to our ancester. Mu used to piss him off pretty quick. I must have worked in the pub for two or three years before I joined the Guards. So I HAD MY SHARE—By the fukkin gallon. Good ’sore head days ‘ need I remind you? If you ever come across some dickhead who wants to take you to lunch, and he’s posh enough get him to take you to ‘Schmidt’s resaurant in Piccadilly , or it may be Leicester squsre be in the book anyway. Eisbein und Sauercraut, with a bottle of cold white, and crusty rolls.Beadifull. I f I could have a wish Iwould take you and stuff the expense. Yer ma’s going up to Sara for Tom’s birthday. I think I prefer that tho having them travel down five in one car
See you, or read you in the near future I hope. Love from the old G.A.XX WHO has the pleasure of being yer Dad.

So straight after I Googled this place Schmidt’s he refers too. Unfortunately it closed in the 70’s and I guess what he called Piccadilly, is Noho now.

The restaurant was at 35-37 Charlotte Street. The building there formerly housed Schmidt’s Restaurant, which had been on site since 1901, when Frederick Schmidt, an immigrant butcher from Wurtenberg opened a delicatessen. He became a British Citizen and served during the First World War as an army cook and opened a restaurant on his return. It was famous for its rude waiters and good food at cheap prices. Apparently, the Soviet spy Donald Maclean spent his last day in Britain at the restaurant before fleeing to the Soviet Union in May 1951. The restaurant closed in the 1970s.

The dates etc dont quite make sense for me in that – I just copied and paste it from this document which makes interesting reading. I also read on this website that London’s German population had settled north of Oxford Street where Charlotte Street was sometimes known as ‘Charlottenstrasse’.

I better think of an alternative restaurant to suggest to Pops as that one isn’t open any more. He is also going to shit when I tell him that 56 Doughty Street sold for £3,000,000 last April.

Check this:
Completed in 1790, Doughty Street is an exclusive period tree lined avenue within a popular and prestigious Bloomsbury location. The Grade II listed district has witnessed a wealth of historical events and noble residents who lived or worked in the street.

Charles Dickens lived at No 48 between 1837 and 1839. Whilst living at Doughty Street he published some of his most famous works, including Oliver Twist, The Pickwick Papers and Nicholas Nickleby . During this time, Doughty Street was gated at either end, and manned by porters.

Apparently now, Artemis Hunting Ltd run an office from there – shooting holidays in Croatia! OMG! From their website:

Touch Extra
Specialist Services:

Great costumer service,the best value for money,personal eskort from UK and guiding during the shooting holidays in Croatia,enthusiasm and passion about our business.
Services Offered:

Shooting holidays in Croatia,driven boars,bears,deers ect. Accomodation,food,drink,driving from to airport in Croatia,1 year licence for shooting in Croatia,apartments on the island of Pag-Novalja.www.artemis-hunting.com
Conveniences Offered:

Money back Guarantee Price Match 24 hr opening Customer service / helpline Emergency call out

Okay, well I won’t tell you what Doughty Street was like during the 1930’s, I’ll see if I can get The G.A. to tell us himself which will be more fun.

xx Lektrogirl

April 4, 2008

I MISS THE RESTAURANTS

In a bid to save money, I haven’t been eating out as much as I used to [Like every other night of the week down to never] and I REALLY REALLY MISS IT.

Here is a list of outstanding meals from my memory:

BAR LUNA: Sitges, Spain
On a hot hot hot sunny day I ate calamari, salt and pepper mussels and patatas bravas washed down with beer with Ramiro.


BEACH BURRITO CAFE: Berwick St, London
I used to go here all the time for the chicken nachos. It has closed now and apparently moved further up the road. I didn’t try out the other place.

ARBUTUS: Frith Street, London
Probably the best dinner I ever had was here. I had potted chicken liver pate, fish and then floating meringue island.

Oh God this is too painful. Yauatcha, Andrew Edmunds, Aurora [even though I had my wedding anniversary dinner in there the bad taste of that event would never taint the taste of the food], Julie’s, Amuse in NY, BAR DU MARCHE I LOVE YOU AND I MISS YOU. I haven’t even been to the pub at the end of the street in three months.

Today I am miserable.

xx Lektrogirl

February 15, 2008

GREAT THINGS IN NORTH LONDON

This is my new favourite café in North London, Le Péché Mignon 6 Ronalds Road, London, N5 1XH.

The name means like “cute sin” – a sin you are allowed cause you can’t resist. And I tell you, I am already ADDICTED to the Croque Monsieur there!

My ONLY CRITICISM about the place is the lettuce – that Apollo / Frisée stuff that prickles the inside of your mouth. It is a non food. It is like Br’er Rabbit all over again.

Never mind. Check out the coffee:

Not too hot when you get it so you can drink it straight away. This is always a very serious consideration. And note, that is actually cows milk not soya milk as I would normally ask for.

So now Le Péché Mignon is the ‘regular’ meeting point for Janus and I. Janus is a friend who used to work at KH with me. We used to not get on AT ALL in the office and actually had quite ridiculous verbal fights [over cake!!!] but outside of work we got on really well. We have a quite similar taste in a lot of things [though she also has talked me out of a Dado in the kitchen] and probably this is why we don’t get on in some ways. However, she left the KH office and has her own business now called Sugarloaf Mountain making cakes to order. I think she make Mark Eley’s Birthday cake last year for example!

Then we went to some junk shop and she got a Dalmation charm. HAHAHA the lesbian bestiality jokes I made about her. [Oh that is the other thing we used to fall out about - she would send me interoffice emails about what a dyke I am from Australia all the time. But then we did harass each other with the Dutty Wine.] Anyway back to the year 2008, we went to Oh La La the 2hand shop on Holloway Road and I found the perfect sugary lemon kitchen unit that will fit PERFECTLY where I am going to rip out the old cupboard and move the white stuff around in there. There I was thinking I was going to have to build something out of MDF and cover it with sticky backed plastic…

Come to think of it, Janus tried twice to make me go into The House of Harlot and stopped outside to look at a black and pink French Maids rubber outfit and said “I really like rubber.” Hmmm…

Anyway – I’m really looking forward to seeing Janus again next week. I already know what I am going to have! I wonder if Cardinal will bunk off work to come with?

xx Lektrogirl

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