John Raby's Food & Travel
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On the corner of both Lisle and Wardour Street in London, just tucked inside Chinatown, you will find Waxy’s Little Sister. And in case you were wondering, it’s an Irish pub. A curious name I hear you cry! Well it refers to the Waxy O’Connor bar across the road – which I guess must be…
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Syria. Who understands Syria, and who actually knows what is going on in Syria? Only this week we have heard rumour of collusion between the Assad government and Islamic State. The protestors in this video in Trafalgar Square know what’s going on. They know their friends and families are being bombed and hurt and that,…
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London. There’s nothing quite like this beloved capital city of ours. Centuries of history at every turn, cultural diversity and the sheer glamour of one of the most iconic cities in the world – all combine to create that most unique experience that is quintessentially London. Born and raised here, I will forever want to…
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There surely is no shortage of natural beauty in the lush, green county of Devon. There’s a reason why it rhymes with heaven. 2 coastlines, distinctively different from each other, 2 vast expanses of open moorland, sheep, cows, clotted cream and sleep inducing fresh air are what makes this place special. I could wax lyrical…
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The name ‘Bahamas’ literally means ‘Shallow Sea.’ And when you first arrive in this archipelago of some 700+ islands, you immediately begin to see why Christopher Columbus graced these islands with this name. We found ourselves on Great Exuma, a beautiful cay (pronounced key), shot over by cobalt blue skies and surrounded by turquoise waters.…
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You don’t have to travel too far to get a little piece of paradise; well you certainly don’t have to when it comes to roaming around North Devon. Just a little peramble down the scenic coast path, with the wind in my face and the gush and babble of the incoming tide lapping the estuary…
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Venice. There’s simply no place on Earth like it, or at least no place like anywhere that I’ve been anyway. You can’t help but be wowed by this city on the water, a city that was originally built on a malarial swamp many centuries ago. Gliding past people’s front doors on the Grand Canal, courtesy…
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After a three day standoff with Hurricane Sandy, we are permitted to leave the breezy shores of Great Britain. New York City eagerly beckons and finally embraces us as we descend and come to rest in JFK, Jamaica Bay – a world away from the Caribbean. We have arrived the day after Sandy came to…
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‘What Bengal thinks today, India thinks tomorrow.’ That was how the conversation went on a train heading out of Kolkata towards the railhead of New Jalpaiguri, in the far north of West Bengal. Having found our seats in the carriage, we discovered that by an administrational error, we were sat opposite Monojit & Sudip, a…
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