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Grill of My Dreams

This weekend I finally got to rev up one of our wedding presents, which is, quite simply, the greatest thing ever – a raclette grill.

For the most part, the Swiss are quite happy being Swiss, enjoying their lives in Switzerland. They don’t really get involved, except to offer the world some first-rate luxury exports from time to time – namely, chocolate, watches, and Roger Federer. I like that their national motto is the same as The Three Musketeers’, “One for all, all for one” and their foreign policy is sensibly isolationist.

One thing the Swiss aren’t neutral about, though, is cheese. They rock at it. They take cheese to another level. And they invented the cheese-melting machine of my dreams, the raclette grill.

Raclette Opening Box

This addition to our household was such an occasion, I had to blog about it!

You can get raclette cheese in pre-sliced packages. The little squares fit perfectly into the trays, called coupelles.

Raclette Cheese Package

Raclette Cheese Slices

Another major component is the meat, which gets seared on the top griddle. We got the butcher to cut some thin slices of filet mignon. You can marinade it in advance, but we chose to simply salt and pepper it as we go.

Raclette Parson's Nose Steak Raw Slices Filet

Raclette Filet Steak

The accompaniments are also important: a charcuterie of cured meats, boiled potatoes, and cornichon are the main ones.

Raclette Table

Raclette Cured Meats

raclette Sauces

The Hubster even whipped up a pair of condiments – a creamy curry sauce, and an herby yogurt sauce with dill, basil and cilantro.

Nothing left to do but switch on the raclette grill!

Raclette Machine Turning it on

It’s so perfectly compact, and ideal for the tabletop. Bop a piece of steak on the hot grill to sear, while the tray of cheese melts on the grill below.

Raclette Steak on the Grill

Raclette Cheese and Steak

Raclette Steak Sizzling

Raclette Tray Melted

When you hear the cheese start bubbling, just remove the tray from the heat, and pour onto your plate! Preferably over potatoes, or whatever else happens to be in the way.

Raclette Cheese Cheesy

Raclette Melty Cheese

Raclette Melty Stringy

Raclette Stringy Cheese

Raclette Cheesy Plate

Well, there you have it: the most amazing invention a true cheese lover could ever hope for.

And a gift that will keep the sizzle in our marriage for many years to come!

Tote to Self

Now that I’m married, I’ve been having that feeling of “what next?

And the only logical conclusion I could come to is – a new baby.

God no, not a child!

This baby…

J Crew Darlington Bag Navy

The J Crew Downing tote – monogrammed with my new initials of course!

Because why would I want to carry any other logo but my own?

J Crew Bag Detail

J Crew Bag Raw Monogram

J Crew Bag Pouch

I tucked the only two cards a Londoner needs into the interior wristlet – and headed off for dinner!

Destination Hawksmoor Knightsbridge to meet my fine lady friend for some goss, red wine..

Hawksmoor Chelsea and Me

And to eat like dudes!

350 g’s of 55-day-aged rump steak, cooked medium rare, and drizzled with Stilton hollandaise? Don’t worry, I got this!

Hawksmoor Rump

Macaroni cheese

Macaroni cheese

 

Lobster roll with sriracha mayonnaise & yuzu

Lobster roll with sriracha mayonnaise & yuzu

We were so boss, in fact, we even manned up for dessert.

Hawksmoor Dessert

That peanut butter shortbread with salted caramel ice cream never saw what hit it…

Two London girls with callous appetites!

London Spring & Wedding Rings

This Saturday in London started off with some essential wedmin – picking out wedding bands!

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The visit to the jeweler, and actually trying on the ring, was a rather heady experience.

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My favorite bit was picking out the engraving for the inside of the band!

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I was not expecting wedding band shopping to be so exciting but I was breathless and floating above the sidewalk afterwards. We had a long walk to lunch, so I gulped down a coconut water to hydrate for the journey.

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We strolled along the Thames, all the way down to Westminster, where we passed beneath all the spring blossoms outside of Parliament.

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Everything seemed to be coming up daisies!

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We had lunch at a wonderful French restaurant, Casse-Croûte on Bermondsey Street. The name means “snacks”, which is exactly what we were looking for after our grueling cross-city hike.

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Utterly charming inside and out, we shared a tiny checkered tabletop by the cafe-curtained window.

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As London is now France’s sixth largest city (due to the sheer amount of Frenchies living here), I think this place is as authentic a tiny local French cafe as any other on the continent!

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Dandelion salad with lardons and soft egg

Dandelion salad with lardons and soft egg

Quail with tabouleh and frisee

Quail with tabouleh and frisee

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We listened to French radio playing softly as we dined. It was such an authentic and timeless experience!

Côte de boeuf

Côte de boeuf

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Gratin

Gratin

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A nice bottle of wine, and an incredible plate of steak made the perfect late Saturday lunch. We had to walk off our meal afterwards, so we ambled up to Tower Bridge (stopping for some cliché local photo opps along the way)!

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Cutting through the Tower of London on our walk back along the river, we marvelled at the medieval history underfoot.

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After a full day of zealous exploration, we prowled back home to West London, feeling like cats who got the cream.

 

The Magazine Restaurant | Serpentine Sackler Gallery

I have long been an admirer of Iraqi-British architect, Zaha Hadid, so I couldn’t wait to dine at her latest London commission, The Magazine restaurant, attached to the Serpentine Sackler Gallery in Kensington Gardens. We arrived before dinner on opening night of the latest exhibition from the Chapman Brothers. We had a browse around the show, entitled Come and See. We came, we saw, we left.
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The real art was the fantastic swooping curves of Hadid’s roof, which plunges down to touch the ground in three places. The rest is glass. Hadid designed all the tables and chairs in the restaurant too. The DJ spinning chill tracks enhanced the sceney vibe of the place. And the food was wonderful. I had the scallops, followed by the steak.Mag Mag1 mag3 Mag4 mag5

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We were the last to leave – and even then, reluctantly. A wonderful surprise should you ever find yourself lost in Hyde Park around breakfast, lunch or suppertime (Tuesday – Sunday).