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Grand Hotel Excelsior

Tuesday, September 28th, 2010

If you yearn for a time when hotels were a far grander affair; a place where penguin-coated concierges attend to your every whim with polite and courteous grace and the views are as outstanding as the service, then look no further than the Grand Hotel Excelsior Vittoria.

The hotel, situated on the Amalfi Coast, and roughly an hour’s drive from Naples, lives up to, and perhaps even exceeds its name, with palatial marble corridors and a rostrum of immaculately kept gardens leading out from the hotel’s surprisingly modest entrance. Once inside, however, the grandeur of the place really does take your breath away.

High ceilings, grand pianos, and wonderfully traditional, dare I say, colonial furnishings lend a decidedly regal air. The rooms are amply furnished and decorated, with either sea or garden views on offer and equally luxurious marble bathrooms saturated with fluffy towels and an assortment of lotions and potions to keep one amused for several hours.

The hotel’s spa and swimming pool are the icing on the cake. The pool’s secluded position in a secret grove ensures that it’s a truly relaxing experience, and there are waiters on hand should you need a gin and tonic or two.

After a two hour session in the spa, in which I was lathered, scrubbed and rubbed with oils until my skin was glowing like a baby’s, I was on the verge of proposing to my therapist, if only to secure such sublime relaxation on a daily basis. Needless to say, a herbal tea revived me to my senses, and I thought better of it.

The hotel is situated in the charming Italian village of Sorrento, where you can enjoy the day on the water – visiting the local islands of Capri and Positano – and pass your evenings strolling through the orange-blossom scented streets of the town watching that most charming of Mediterranean scenes – the entire family, from old to young, passing the evening together, a sea of warm smiles.

The hotel boasts two restaurants as well as a majestic breakfast room, with quite literally everything your heart could desire, forcing us to coin the term ‘brownder’ – which stands for ‘brown and significantly rounder’. That is just how we returned to the drizzly shores of England, longing for another slice of the Excelsior’s splendour.

A weekend package with Citalia costs £699pp based on 2 adults sharing and includes breakfast, transfers and return flights from London Gatwick.

For more information, visit www.citalia.com.


Comedy of Errors

Thursday, July 8th, 2010

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The Comedy of Errors at London’s Regents Park is a stylishly updated and somewhat musical take on the classic Shakespeare play. Directed by Philip Franks, the immortal tale of mistaken identity now has a 1940s backdrop in seductive Casablanca, and a sketch of dance routines that keep the laughs coming and coming.

A compelling opening soliloquy from Christopher Ravenscroft promises all the solemnity of a drama, but the sombre atmosphere is rapidly dispelled once Daniel Weyman and Josh Cohen leap sideways into their pas de deux with superb comic timing. With just as much verve, Daniel Llewelyn-Williams and Joseph Kloska make waves as Antipholus of Ephesus and Dromio of Syracuse. The striking similarity between slaves Kloska and Cohen, lost in error amidst the humdrum of colourful cafes and other kitsch ensembles of Gideon Davey, make it difficult to determine which is best, and which is which, and if Shakespeare really meant for such a side-splitting lampoon when he sharpened his quill.

Several audience members were stunned to find themselves face to face with a gorilla emerging from the amphitheatre’s foliage half-way through the second act, and perhaps with due cause given the proximity of the zoo. Our fears were dispelled however when a scantily clad Anna-Jane Casey emerged from her hairy shroud to reveal an enviably toned physique – no doubt honed from her time performing in stage musical, Chicago. Despite her characters minor role, Casey brings such vibrancy and vigour to the performance as the courtesan that I found myself wishing to see more of her.

The on-stage swing band was a welcome addition to the melee, and it was thoroughly refreshing to find a Shakespearean comedy so accessible. I noticed the young children sitting behind me weren’t swinging their feet against my seat, nor chewing nonchalantly on crayons, but smiling, and laughing, eyes riveted to the stage along with the rest of us.

A play on displacement and transformation, this singing, dancing explosion of theatre was a joyous affair – a laugh in the park on a warm summer’s evening.

On until 31st July.

For more information, click here.


Mexican Fantasy in Camberwell

Thursday, May 20th, 2010

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Unless you’ve been living underground for the past few months, you will have noticed the recent explosion in Hispanic fever that’s hit London. First there was master chef winner Thomasina Miers’ Wahaca, paying homage to Mexican street food, swiftly followed by high street chains’ Tortilla and Mexicali.

Tapping into this demand for wide-smiled Latino escapism – so craved by a nation continually rained upon – is Camberwell’s very own Mexican adventure; Church St Hotel. Located just off Camberwell Green (as close as you’ll get to that fiery Mexican soil without leaving England), the rooms are painted in vibrant reds and deep hues of blue with authentic heavy weave rugs on the beds and enchantingly tiled bathrooms. The dearth of room space and amenities are more than made up for by the unostentatious charm of the place, and its diminutive size lends it the appearance of an authentic casita.

There’s a communal breakfast room/recently-turned second dining room. This renaissance is due to the ever-increasing demand for the restaurant’s Spanish-Mexican cuisine. It is here that you might spend hours in reflection on large sumptuous leather sofas, sipping cocktails from the bar as you dip back and forth into a collection of DVDs guaranteed to keep even the most ardent film buff occupied.

The restaurant itself, Angels and Gypsies, offers an extensive selection of traditional Spanish dishes, all of a tapas size so you have the chance to try more than one dish. The jamón ibérico was perfectly salted and oiled, and the sirloin steak with quail’s eggs and black beans was decidedly hard to share!

With attentive staff, and superbly priced food, it’s a charming little trip south of the river.

For more information, please go to www.churchstreethotel.com.


Fat Sam’s

Thursday, May 20th, 2010

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Sam’s Brasserie is a fairly unassuming building, boasting swish industrial décor that is quite something to behold. The inside, whilst brimming with punters, feels anything but crowded, and if you prefer to dine without catching an earful of the couple sitting next to you, you’ll love Sam’s.

Ostensibly, the residents of Chiswick have more friends than we do in Central London, as intimated by several massive ten-seater dining tables (or perhaps they have more cause for celebration), the staff are friendly without being overbearing, and I was put at ease almost instantaneously with a Bloody Mary that could put hair of the chest of a snail. The food is typically an English affair, and it’s simplicity of touch gives it child-friendly appeal without that ‘balloon and crayons’ aspect of Tootsies.

I start with a commendable salt and pepper squid – perfect in texture and seasoning and generously portioned, whilst my rather moderate brother opts for the butternut squash soup. Giving women a bad name, I insist on swapping half-way through in order to fully appreciate as many plates as possible.  We follow with calves liver for him, and steak for me. Both are winners, but neither particularly challenging. I decide it’s time to raise the benchmark for pudding, and we order the banana crème brûlée with walnut shortbread.  I’m not disappointed, and the dish works superbly, resisting that cloying taste of overly-saccharine bananas.

Verdict – Simple but accomplished dishes, with a relaxed ‘Sunday brunch’ feel.

The restaurant also offers evenings of jazz and cookery courses.

www.samsbrasserie.co.uk


The Sleeping Beauty

Friday, May 7th, 2010

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Marius Petipa and Peter Wright’s choreography of the Grimm brothers’ classic fairytale lends all the fantasy and palpable excitement of the theatre without over-dramatisation or upstaging the dancers themselves.

To sit through a two hour performance in four acts can be a trying affair for a small child, and yet the several nippers which made up the first night’s audience were kept wholly entranced and there was no visible seat kicking or audible sweet rustling to hinder the performance.

This was in part due to the bewitching performance given by Marion Tait as the villainous Fairy Carabosse and her band of cronies, whose movements and elaborate costumes leant the characters all the edge of a band of Hollywood villains. Tait’s stage presence is unmatchable as she transforms herself into the epitome of malevolence. Nao Sukuma and Iain Mackay also give outstanding performances, with Mackay commanding the full attention of the audience with his purposeful strides and grace of movement.

An opulent stage setting with an abundance of cascading drapery and suitably regal finery added to the lavishness of the evening, which was undoubtedly a feast for the eyes, both in terms of the dancers and their extravagant costumes.

Of Marius Petipa, Frederick Ashton has said ‘I always turn to him over everything. People sometimes find me at a matinee of The Sleeping Beauty, which I have seen literally hundreds of times. And they ask me what I am doing and I say “having a private lesson”.

For more information, please go to www.brb.org.uk


To dry for…

Thursday, May 6th, 2010

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Now there’s no excuse for an unkempt coif in the morning: Percy and Reed’s blow-dry breakfast service offers a ‘quickie’ fix which guarantees to have you groomed and fed, and out of the door – all within forty five minutes. The favourite salon of Sophie Dahl, it offes a classy but relaxed atmosphere, with chic design elements and kitsch effects, including coiffeur-butchered Barbie dolls peering out from behind shampoo bottles.

I’m met by a bonny girl called Lacy who I immediately fall in love with after she offers me a black coffee and an energising tea tree shampoo head massage. Very soon, her magic hands leave me feeling like an altogether different person from the dishevelled sloth who arrived on the doorstep less than twenty minutes before.

Whilst my considerably bountiful mane is tamed into shiny tresses, I’m brought the porridge I ordered from the breakfast menu of the delicatessen across the road, Villandry, which offers a range of pastries, hot drinks and other indulgent breakfasty treats. It’s normally a diet coke on the way into work but to hell with it – this is what pampering is all about.

I cannot praise the service enough-for putting a spring in my locks, as well as my step.

Prices for the breakfast blow dry start at GBP 25, and the salon uses Shu Uermura and Bumble and Bumble products, with Kérastase set to come in at the end of the month.

For more information, visit http://www.percyandreed.com.


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