I think any girl who has watched First Dates, whether religiously or just from flicking through and laughing at the awkward-ness of it all has definitely dreamed (probably more than once) about going to the First Dates restaurant. Amirite? The food always looks so good, the restaurant looks swanky af with glistening wine glasses and cutlery, and you picture yourself there shoving strawberries and chocolate fondue in your partner’s face…

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Budapest. A city which isn’t as popular with travellers as Barcelona or Amsterdam, perhaps because it’s in eastern Europe, and I think quite a few people still have a reservation or two about what to expect from eastern European countries (I’m not a historian so don’t quote me on that). I was looking for somewhere me and Dom could go for a long weekend to celebrate our two year anniversary.…

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Back in summer when the days were hot and the nights were cool (actually pretty flippin’ chilly), I was told about this place called Last Days of Shoreditch. Now, I live in west London. In fact, I live right on the edge of west London so I was really hoping that travelling all the way to Shoreditch wasn’t going to be a waste of time. And within five minutes of…

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  The end of university came and went, and after three years of lectures, boozing, essays, and hangovers, while I could make a cracking poached egg, I knew nothing about the real world. I was fortunate enough to find a job I actually wanted to be in really quickly, and I started working pretty much the Monday after I graduation (hi money, long time no see hun). I know some…

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After spending our days in Budapest wandering around the city, exploring little hidden streets and seeing where the day took us, come dusk there was nothing I fancied more than….(if you know me you will know the end to this sentence)… Yep, a nice cold cider. Or ‘almabor’ as they say in Hungary. Doesn’t have the same ring to it does it? I was sure that like any other capital…

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So, it’s been nearly four months since I moved back home from university, and while I’m still adjusting to living with my parents again after three years, there are still a few (actually quite a lot of) things I miss about living away from home. 1. The feeling of a new, empty room to decorate and make snazzy however I so wish. Yes mum I do need those five fuzzy…

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As you may or may not know, I’ve recently moved back home to my parents’ humble abode in West London after spending three years being a responsible adult (lol) at university. Now I’m a working gal (boo to no midweek nights out), I can actually afford to go and do things rather than spending my weekends engaging in drinking cheap wine and partaking in Netflix marathons.

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I’m not sure why I decided to write this before dinner because thinking about Budapest brunching is making me really hungry for bread and other good stuff. I’ve just got back from a five day trip to Budapest; a busy city full beautiful architecture, eccentric bars (some of them were just downright weird, and I’ll be uploading a post about them soon), and, of course, amazing food. There’s no better…

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