+39 aka PIZZA.

Food, glorious food. I swear this city keeps on giving and yet we all have our staples that we return to like a warm cuddle in the middle of winter time. Enter, +39. I’ve ventured here many a time over the years and really have never been disappointed. Solid Italian fare, upbeat service and the… More +39 aka PIZZA.

Gonna keep on tryin’, Till I reach my Highest Ground. And I think they have.

It’s impossible to walk into Higher Ground and not; a) stare at the absolute heaven of an interior that is before you. Wowser. b) start singing Stevie Wonder’s classic or changing into the big jam the Chili Peppers created. c) want to eat everything that lands on every table around you. And trust me, there are… More Gonna keep on tryin’, Till I reach my Highest Ground. And I think they have.

Just Juice.

A few weeks back, I had a bit of a brain fart and for some reason decided that food was overrated and I’d give a Juice Cleanse a go. See below for rambles and how I went. 8.43am I am currently undertaking a very dry July and have been banned from alcohol, coffee, chocolate, bacon… More Just Juice.