The Jewish Chronicle - - LIFE -

FOR me, brunch is all about the bread. With­out it, why get out of bed? With the pass­ing of Passover, bread is back on the menu and it’s worth leap­ing out of bed again.

We’ll be cel­e­brat­ing a birth­day chez Prever this week­end, so have a very smart brunch booked at St John’s Wood’s Ivy Café, one of my favourite morn­ing venues. On a reg­u­lar week­end I’d be hot-foot­ing it to Flourish. The craft bak­ery is in an un­likely venue – a Wat­ford in­dus­trial es­tate — but well worth the trip. Its bread is top notch, and brunch in the on-site café, is sim­i­larly fault­less. I’ve not met a dish there I haven’t loved – from smashed avo with poached eggs to por­ridge. Be pre­pared to queue. For an al­to­gether more deluxe ex­pe­ri­ence head to Le Caprice — just off Pic­cadilly. They have the smoothest wait­ers in town (led by gen­eral man­ager of 19 years, Jose Tor­res) and the best belli­nis. The new brunch menu is packed with all my favourites plus a few more un­usual of­fer­ings.

IN other news, I’m de­lighted to an­nounce a new ar­rival —my blog for the JC web­site, The Fresser. I am The Fresser and it’s my chance to share more of my favourite recipes, ex­cit­ing ed­i­bles and no-brainer nosh. Where I’ve been eat­ing, what I’ve been cook­ing and the lat­est food trends — it will all be there. I’m a born fresser. A greedy baby who sang as my mother spooned Far­ley’s rusks into my (bird­like) open mouth. At fam­ily sim­chahs, snacks were moved from low tables or I’d hoover them up. Em­bar­rass­ing, but a true badge of my fresser sta­tus. You’ll find me at Fresser

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