I'm a Haggis munchin' Scot! Brought up in a wee village called Borthwick near Edinburgh.
I just finished up as Bar Manager at LIBRARY. Now I've skipped off to Paris and work at Little Red Door.
Och that's a tricky one! I have a lot but I've got to give big love to my locals... Happiness Forgets as they have always been my go to, I've learnt a lot from them. Portside Parlour (just to stare into Mr Tanner's looming eyes and sip his delicious tipples). Callooh Callay because I owe a big thanks (and probably an apology or two...)! ECC are golden, they've put up with our post work bad chat for so long without batting an eyelid! Also, I finally went to Dandelyan and thought it was delightful!
Love a Vieux Carré.
Setting up for a 'Hackneywood' pop up we managed to get hold of a golf buggy and proceeded to rally it round the sleepy streets of London like proper louts. Luckily, I wasn't the one who crashed it.
No. Think I'd be too busy checking out the back bar.
Just need to get my french all 'bon'.
I like the simple ones. I met my missus working together at Underdog and whilst I was 'wooing' her she had an Italian stalker who would regularly interrupt service by getting smashed and falling on his knees, screaming 'MAHHH KIM!! I LOOOOOVE YOUUUUUU!'. Though I respected his efforts, I won.
Somewhere in the depths of Facebook is a photo of a younger me necking a bottle of Malibu sporting a pink shirt and chinos in a mate's treehouse.
I'd call it 'BarnChick' (get it?!) 50ml Somerset Cider Brandy 20ml Hay Syrup 20ml Lemon 2.5ml Nettle Bitters Egg White Served up with Straw as a garnish and a wee chick sitting on the rim. Cute.
Really really cold, Plymouth Navy, Wet, Lemon Zest.
I wanted to own a cafe called 'Tomato', that only served tomatoes, with those tomato-shaped ketchup bottles, tomato-shaped tables, tomato-shaped plates, all the art tomato-themed, everything was red and if you didn't like tomatoes you could f**k off.