Itchy Mcgoo!
Forgive me, a rare lapse of restraint last night has delivered a hangover like gulf war syndrome, typing (quietly!) will help my poor freewheeling mind. This feels like it will be an epic splurge.
London is a great city. Superficially it's not as eye-poppingly gorgeous as Paris or Rome and although it might not be as instantly spectacular or tourist-friendly as other European cities there are some authentically stunning parts and the general bric-a-brac quality - buildings of all eras and styles seemingly slung together - is something I really like. After spending half my life there over the last decade or so it still feels like I'm getting under the skin of the place, it's still largely un-homogenized and each area of the city often has a distinct character. It reveals itself slowly and is definitely worth making an effort to explore. Everything volunteered so far is just great and I’ve a special fondness for the parks although you might not have time or need for them with such a whirlwind visit.
My friend Paul came over from Portland back in January and stayed for a week or so, we had a great time rattling around together - it was really refreshing for me to see it through his eyes (and experience some of the obvious 'touristy' places which Londoners are often cynical about, I wholeheartedly endorse a whirl on the London Eye) and I'm pretty sure he enjoyed most of what I was able to show him, with that in mind here's a little round-up of things I think you might like to see and do while you're here.
Markets: Spitalfields market can be a truly lovely way to spend a Sunday morning (the only day it's in full effect). I'd really try and make it over that way. It's recently returned to almost its original size after being cramped while the old market hall was being scythed down to form yet more apartments for city workers. It's an easy walk from Liverpool Street station, which is right in the financial heart of the city. I'm always struck by the contrast of walking a few hundred yards from the gleaming plate glass offices into the labyrinthine former squalor of the East End. It’s really only in the last 10-15 years that this area has become gentrified and I still find it endlessly riveting to walk around. The market is especially good for jewellery, art prints, photos and knickknacks for home, second-hand clothes (where I bought my French garbage collector's jacket!) some great food to go too with speciality breads, cakes, good olives etc. I've never found a decent record there but there are one or two stalls. When you're done with the market it's top priority to walk on a little further to admire the clean symmetry of Hawksmoor's
Christ Church and wander down
Fournier Street which has some of the best preserved Georgian houses in the city (and also home to oddball artists Gilbert and George) and onto Brick Lane. This has a long history of being home to various diaspora: originally Huguenots (Protestant refugees who fled to England in the early 18th century to escape persecution in France) later Jewish immigrants from Poland and Hungary these days it's the heart of London's Bangladeshi community. Turn left and walk as much as you like - you'll encounter dozens of Indian restaurants, some snazzy little boutiques, a couple of decent cafes and at the far end the bustling 24 hour 'beigel' bakery where you can reward yourself with a salmon and cream cheese bagel (they're small and hard, my US amigo was alarmed at the difference but quickly warmed to them).
Portobello Road: I can almost hear the collective groan of Londoners who abhor a tourist trap but I still think on a first visit to the city it is worth seeing, also it has a couple of unexpected pay-offs if you persevere. Personally I really enjoy being amid a sea of people and taking a humanity bath but it's not for the impatient or claustrophobic. The market is held on a Saturday although the surrounding shops are open throughout the week. I think it's best approached via a short walk from Notting Hill Gate tube although the first half mile or so can be ignored - it's nothing but old forks and brass doorknobs with verdigris, pictures of gents in riding britches, antiquarian claptrap and fodder for people honestly expecting to run into Hugh Grant at any moment. About halfway down it picks up. Just off the main drag is Talbot Road - home to the original
Rough Trade shop, which is friendly (honestly! ask them what that is they'e playing. they won't mind a bit) and well stocked. The ordering is a bit chaotic but everything has a nice little description and you can spend a moment gazing at the original punk-era 7" sleeves and photographs on the wall. On the opposite limb from the main street (Blenheim Crescent) is Stand Out/Minus Zero - an odd little place that is actually two record shops in one. The owners - both called Bill - allegedly fell out and each stand with their tills on opposite sides of the shop. It's not great - more of a kind of Byrds-y, Flying Burritos vibe but occasionally has oddments on vinyl (Russian Stooges records, weird Psychedelic compilations) but okay to poke your head around the door for a moment or two. Back on the central strip,
Intoxica is crazily overpriced and stuffed full of rarities but oddly fascinating nonetheless. You probably don't want that £600 mispressed one-of-a-kind Kinks record on the wall but the surf section has kept me in obscure Romulan compilations when a need for twang arises. La la la, admire vegetables as you walk up to the Westway. The Westway! be still my beating heart! my favourite drive through London is being swept up and along its gracious curves as you drive into the city on the A40, oh and the Clash sang about it too. The market extends to your left down towards Ladbroke Grove tube - some okay stalls, quite good for clothes I guess. If you keep walking straight after the Westway you'll find
Honest Jon's records which is in two bits, it's main strength is Jazz, Reggae, Soul and Funk etc. might not be your cuppa but is a fine store and again not at all standoffish. In the distance you should see
Trellick Tower, this monstrous slab of concrete brutalism was reviled for many years (the architect Erno Goldfinger is reputedly the inspiration for James Bonds' nemesis) and utterly failed as a social housing project in the 1970s when it became a notorious slum. It's had a bit of change of fortune since then and flats now change hands for absurd sums of money as people clamour to live in a landmark of sorts. Thankfully it still operates as a council housing project so low-income families in need of somewhere to live balance the retro hipster quotient. If you feel like walking towards it to marvel at it close up the market thins out but is intriguingly replaced by a swathe of London's Portuguese community - I've become horribly addicted to those little
Pasteis de Nata custard tarts which are in abundance in some of the bakeries around there.
Camden market isn't as good as it should be, I think it must get mentioned in tourist guides as it's always heaving at the weekend but it's been ages since I've been (there used to be a very good record store and a brilliant book store there but they've long since closed) and always seemed to be full of teenage European Goths buying rubber boots with suspension springs in the sole. One stop up on the Northern Line though is unassuming Chalk Farm - as you step out of the station you'll see the Italian owned and delightfully unprepossessing
Marine Ices, on a fine day it's so nice to buy an ice-cream from here and wander over towards Primrose Hill which offers a perfect panorama of the city. Great if you need a bit of fresh air. The walk goes though upmarket roads (sleepy, well-heeled, slightly 1970s) ankle-deep in cocaine and where twits like Kate Moss and Ewan McGregor choose to make their homes although it's saving grace is a fantastic vegetarian restaurant. The pubs around here are all kind of nice in a posh 'gastropub' sort of way but there's sometimes a bit of a yuppie contingent to deal with. The last time I was out around here I drunkenly stole a dustbin lid and a small bottle of tomato ketchup, I think with a Robin Hood intent of redistributing wealth. Ooh yes!
Monkeychews! this is great, it was quite hip a few years ago but people have moved on but it remains a smashing little place for a drink, it's super cosy and serves good food in the back dining area.
Borough Market: This is open on Friday and Saturday and is an excellent food market but somehow more than that with itinerant expat French and Italians drawn in for their fix of high quality ingredients. I think it has a really nice feel to it and the wafts of food always drive me slightly crazy. It’s situated not far from Southwark Cathedral and so could be nicely built into a (long) wander along the South Bank (I repeat! Tate Modern is an absolute must) - a fantastic walk and something you should try and do (maybe incorporating the London Eye). Here you'll find cuts of venison and game, hams, loaves of bread of every kind, fine cheeses and marvellous things to munch on the hoof (I really like the little scallops which they serve grilled au natrel or wrapped in bacon). A curious diversion.
Actually, this might be a good point to make a note about eating. The great myth about our food is that it's awful - it certainly can be and the sad truth is it's not like being in Italy where you can walk in off the street to almost anywhere and be assured of a wonderful meal. There is good food -
great food - out there but we keep it hidden; you just have to know where to find it. Every cuisine on earth has at least a foothold in the city (I recently discovered how good Ethiopian food can be) and is often found where that community flourishes - the best Vietnamese restaurants are found in the Southern reaches of Hackney, Turkish places across NE London, the wonderful Indian Restaurants around Brick Lane etc. A good guide book can be your best friend here - I think
Time Out is easily the pick of London guides and would be a really good investment for your trip. Also, try and pick up a copy of its weekly listings magazine when you arrive too, every newsagent will sell a copy and it's by far the easiest way to find out which bands are playing, what's on at the cinema, club nights, comedy venues etc.
Here are a couple of places I really like eating at - none are very expensive but they're not super budget options either (fleece Papa for a few reunion meals out!).
Rasa, Stoke Newington. Although a little further out you can catch the number 73 bus from many accessible points (Euston Station or across the road from Angel tube might be good) which will drop you more or less outside on Church Street. It's busy and generally worth booking but the food is top notch Southern Indian/Keralan cuisine. One restaurant is purely vegetarian and the one across the road serves fish dishes. Utterly fantastic. If you fancy eating Indian food and are a bit daunted by the trek then try Brick Lane.
Manna. This is the one in Primrose Hill and is medium-swanky although thoroughly reasonable and definitely worth it. Really inventive vegetarian dishes.
Inaho, Hereford Road. A tiny place that no-one really seems to really know about, I hope it stays that way. In west London (Notting Hill Gate or Bayswater Tube are closest) Easily the best value (and perhaps the best) sushi in London. A real gem.
Meson Don Felipe. I recommended this to someone on the EA forum a short while ago when they were asking about tapas. This is a noisy, hectic little joint and one of favourite places to eat. Book if you can although you can drop in, grab a drink and hope/wait for a seat.
Fish and chips. Okay it's a cliché but you have to do it just once. Everyone will have his or her favourite but mine is the Golden Fish Bar on Farringdon Road. I'll openly admit it'll be a swine to get to (1/2 mile walk from Farringdon tube past the Guardian building) but it is very close to a nice little cluster of bars on Exmouth Market (I especially like the lively Café Kick and
Medcalf Bar). The couple that own it go on holiday and it closes for a month in the summer. I think it's really charming, with unreconstructed Formica tables it has the atmosphere of a
classic café. I'll try and think of a good one located centrally.
Afghan Kitchen Yes, they've heard the joke about serving airdropped food parcels. This is just 5 mins walk from Angel Tube (closed Sunday and Monday) and has a really small menu (it's a really small place and inevitably you'll make friends with the people sat on the bench next to you) but it's great and really inexpensive. The flatbreads are kickass.
On no account *ever* eat anywhere like
This.
Ambling on - central shopping areas are okay although I'll never understand the allure of Oxford Street which is bland and unremarkable. Soho and Covent Garden are close enough together to walk between and indeed central enough to possibly fit into a larger walk - maybe down through Trafalgar Square, over
Hungerford Bridge and on to the South Bank.
Berwick Street in Soho has a decent fruit and veg market and an armful of quite good record stores (Sister Ray, Selectadisc) ah! quite a good (although shabby looking) fish and chip shop here too. Nearby Broadwick Street is home to the
Soul Jazz store which is great. From here you can walk down Old Compton Street and call in for a coffee at
Bar Italia (no fake Italia!) as you wander towards Covent Garden. From Cambridge Cirus at the end of Old Compton Street wander up Earlham Street towards
Seven Dials (explore Monmouth Street at your leisure) and then along Shorts Garden to the delightful
Neal's Yard. The other Rough Trade shop is here - down the metal spiral stairs inside Slam City Skates. Neal Street forms the main artery back to Covent Garden tube and has some quite nice shops (Caluccio's Deli and the pokey basement eatery Food for Thought which is a good spot for lunch). Endell Street runs parallel and there's another very good chip shop
The Rock and Sole Plaice there as well as the snug Cross Keys pub.
Challenge to Champion Rabbit! Here's a thought (bear in mind I'm hungover and feeling expansive and much fondness for mankind at the moment. It will pass) before you leave the smoke to rusticate yourself how about inviting London EA types to meet up for a farewell drink? (I'll travel). I dare you!