I just flicked back at my other two perfume posts and realise that like this perfume, the others also smell like food.

Esprit du Roi smells like the green stalks when a tomato is plucked off the vine. This particular smell reminds me very much of my father – who grew tomatoes annually and with great vigor. There is nothing better than home grown tomatoes.

The official jam: “Originally created in 1983, Esprit du Roi returns as a lush woody citrus, heady with swirling scented foliage. Fresh tomato leaf, mint and raspberry leaf are combined with rich florals, warm woods and potent musks to create this masterpiece of contrasts.”

I find with the Penhaligon’s scents you either love it a lot or find it vile – you can’t recommend one to someone based on the fact they like another. They vary so much with such a big range. Also I can’t say “check” because the three people that reviewed it, two slated it completely.

Any, if you want to smell like being in the garden with your dad, this is it.



September 23rd, 2012 | Posted by The Booyah Cook in Holloway Road | London - (0 Comments)

Woohoo easier than the Eurostar and much better than a Gastropub for brunch, the people behind Le Peche Mignon now have a Brasserie called Assiette Anglaise. The name means “A plate of cold meats”. It is funny what the French think of the British :)

So let’s take a traditional British Male out for brunch on a Sunday morning. Last night we had been at the Lamb drinking various beers at a little festival they had going so coffee and food was needed.

The Assiette Anglaise. There is also a Vegetarian Assiette that sounded just as good and a third choice which I forget.

Brioche French Toast with Creme Fraiche and apricots. This was too good. My eyes were bigger than my belly ready the menu – well not quite – more like I didn’t know what to choose because it read so well, because I also had this:

Sausage, beans and duck egg.

Which, as you can see I shared half with Anthony (I think he was counting on it.)

And then JUST BECAUSE WE COULD, not because we needed to we also had dessert. Why I don’t know. I was already full and I seriously began to hallucinate after this:

Snowy white Roulade with apricot jam and let last of summer fruits with creme fraiche

And a chocolate and raspberry cake that blew Anthony’s head off.

Assiette Anglaise
489 Liverpool Road
London N7 8NS
Open 7 days a week for breakfast, lunch and dinner; closed Sunday evening.