Parla Food

A travel writer chases down the best food in Italy and elsewhere.

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Who would have thought that octopus, beans, and ricotta cheese could harmonize so perfectly. Throwing out the old Italian rule never to mix seafood and cheese, Chef Francesco Mazzei of L’Anima in London combines these three (more…)

I have just returned from London where I shamelessly gorged myself on all sorts of delicious and magical foods. I certainly didn’t achieve all of my culinary goals, but I did put a good dent into my interminable list of places to eat before I die (more…)

Technically called “New Tayyabs”, you can call this famous (and justifiably so) Pakistani restaurant in East London just plain Tayyabs. The “new” bit refers to its expansion from its original 1974 dimensions. Regardless of the added (more…)

Yesterday I indulged in another stellar fish and chips plate at the Greenwich Union. It was so crispy, meaty and juicy. I’m pretty sure this is what the Food Standards Agency had in mind when they decided to crackdownon the UK’s most famous dish.

Yesterday I had one of the best lunches maybe in the history of mankind at Galvin La Chapelle. This converted Victorian school chapel next to Spitalfields Market in London serves impeccable French dishes like lasagne of Dorset crab in a velouté of (more…)

Today’s daily food photo comes from Ganapati in London’s Peckham district. On a quiet, residential street off Rye Lane, this restaurant serves south Indian fare, including thali (an array of small portions) on banana leaves. The thali above (more…)

Have appetite, will travel. That statement pretty much sums up my approach to eating just about anywhere. But it is particularly relevant when I am in London. I stay in New Cross Gate, which is the Anglo-Saxon term for culinary wasteland. Yeah (more…)

I don’t know what my favorite thing in London is. It think there’s a three-way tie between the insane number of restaurants, the Deptford Leisure Centres, and free admission to public museums. I’ve really been taking advantage of (more…)

I thought this place only existed in my dreams. Apparently it can also be found in Peckham.

Whenever I see a huge slab of guanciale, the cured jowl of a pig used in classic Roman pasta dishes, I always wonder to myself, “How could something that size come from a pig’s face?” I guess I don’t see pigs half as often as I think about (more…)

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