RESTAURANT ALOUETTE

So there we were, two English, two Danes, one American, one Irishman standing outside Alouette, a restaurant with a French name in a derelict industrial site in a dodgy area of Copenhagen (if Copenhagen has a dodgy area). The address was Sturlasgade 14P, 1.2300 Copenhagen S. That meant nothing to me or my daughter, Lois, […]

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CHOICE BE DAMNED

The other day I was listening to a distinguished food writer discoursing on the pleasures of eating his way round – well, never mind where. Another country.  After extolling the variety and virtues of  of the dishes of never-mind-where, he then confessed that he had had a sudden longing for a Lebanese meal or Korean […]

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