

Conde Nast has recently published a list of the most over-rated hotel perks on offer to the discerning traveller who already has everything and then some. Personal favourites include provision of your own butler, a 6-person dining room, 2 head- shoulder massages and 2 Dolphin encounters etc etc (Thank you, Atlantis Palm, Dubai), a Fashion Butler( Mandarin Oriental, Miami), 3 free Porsche test-drives( Rancho Valencia, San Diego) and my personal all-time winner, free Burberry Macs in the wardrobe of every suite at the Connaught in London. English weather can be sooo unpredicatable, what, what.
They think they’re so swanky. Pah! We are not impressed at AlaraApothecary. What we wish to know is, is there a person whose only job is to peel our grapes and check our teeth for stray spinach after every meal? No? Call that a luxury hotel? I don’t think so. By the way, that photo is from a film called ‘Thor & the Amazon Women.’ It sounds like quite the cultural experience.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, BA indulged in their very own little escapade in Las Vegas last week. One of their planes caught fire on the runway. Fortunately, all aboard are safe and sound so we can go ahead and make merry with the incident. What tickled our ribs at AlaraApothecary was the statement by the BA spokesman which said that the plane had experienced some ‘technical issues.‘ Below is a photo of the plane:

Now, is it just us? At what point does a ‘technical issue’ become, oh say – a catastrophe, a disaster, a debacle, a travesty, a fiasco? Well, if the windows have melted, the cabin is on fire and the air stewards are screaming ‘Get out, get out’, technical issue is well behind you. So, maximum kudos to the insouciant BA spokesman – Master of understatement extraordinaire. As far as we’re concerned, he’s already won the Spokesman of the Year trophy, and it’s only September. Be careful out there.
Meltdown
Do you ever have days when the Universe does not feel impersonal? When it actually feels like it’s a sentient being who’s having a laugh at your expense? Oh, you have entire weeks which feel like that? I totally sympathise. I have to admit that there is no shortage of friends and family who would line up to attest to my occasional estrangement from reality, but sometimes they are really out to get you. My nutso computer is seriously messing with my head at the moment. It resizes my pictures of its own accord, loads images that are not even in the media library onto the website and I’m beginning to feel as though I am in one of those mind-control experiments I’m so fond of talking about.
I have decided to adopt the only option that does not involve a hammer and a lot of shattered glass — fix what I can and then walk away. This explains the picture of the lovely chandelier from the market in Grand Central Station currently serving as our shop page image. That is because I’ve spent two days trying to upload the images of our new swanky bespoke bags and grosgrain ribbon and have now lost the will to live. If you are in a similar ninth circle of hell, take my advice and walk away. It’s not worf it (please insert cockney accent). Instead, I am going to show you pictures of some of the loveliest and most interesting new products from Decorex 2015.
(products: Curiosa & Curiosa; Moritz Waldemeyer; Marcin Rusak; Katharine Morling;Enemark and Thompson)
Fine and Dandy
London Fashion Week and its intoxicating mix of inspiration, craziness and verve is upon us. The manner in which the London branches of the design shows have accrued respect and influence over the last two decades is truly amazing. This has given a real fillip to the quality of work being produced by artisans and craftspeople in the UK. Today’s blog features the excellent collection of pocket squares from Rampley & Co. Find them at www.rampleyandco.com
It is wonderful to be able to showcase a quintessentially British company whose products are manufactured in the UK; Macclesfield to be precise. The re-invigoration of traditional industries in areas such as Shoreditch, Hackney and the textile-producing areas of Northern England has been nothing short of miraculous. Not only do Rampley & Co manufacture in the UK, their designs are often based on the work of British artists such as J.M.W Turner and William Swainson. We are particularly keen on the Harris Tweed collection which utilises the fabrics made by another example of a resurgent industry. Those wonderful muted and sludgy colours are deeply gorgeous.
You know how dear to our hearts art is at AlaraApothecary, so our love for beautiful silk squares printed with images from paintings in the National and Tate Galleries will come as no surprise to anyone. It is about time the British male re-acquainted himself with his inner dandy. The nation that gave the world Regency fashion and Beau Brummell has been reduced to dressing in toddler-wear and trackies. It is truly distressing. First impressions count, and if you don’t believe that to be true then we have a lot of work ahead of us. Below are pictures of some eye-candy rocking pocket squares. I rest my case.
Obviously an obsession with one’s image is not an attractive trait. However, once you decide that looking the best you can given your resources is a public service, giving the rest of us something fabulous to look at, it all begins to make sense. For all would-be nonpareils and nonesuchs out there, get thee to Rampley & Co. You could also demand their squares for birthdays, Christmas, Bar mitzvahs. There’s even a handy guide for the multifarious methods of folding your pocket square. Who knew? This confirms our suspicion that men are just as vain as women are. Fact.
The Traveller’s Tale
Conde Nast has recently published a list of the most over-rated hotel perks on offer to the discerning traveller who already has everything and then some. Personal favourites include provision of your own butler, a 6-person dining room, 2 head- shoulder massages and 2 Dolphin encounters etc etc (Thank you, Atlantis Palm, Dubai), a Fashion Butler( Mandarin Oriental, Miami), 3 free Porsche test-drives( Rancho Valencia, San Diego) and my personal all-time winner, free Burberry Macs in the wardrobe of every suite at the Connaught in London. English weather can be sooo unpredicatable, what, what.
They think they’re so swanky. Pah! We are not impressed at AlaraApothecary. What we wish to know is, is there a person whose only job is to peel our grapes and check our teeth for stray spinach after every meal? No? Call that a luxury hotel? I don’t think so. By the way, that photo is from a film called ‘Thor & the Amazon Women.’ It sounds like quite the cultural experience.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, BA indulged in their very own little escapade in Las Vegas last week. One of their planes caught fire on the runway. Fortunately, all aboard are safe and sound so we can go ahead and make merry with the incident. What tickled our ribs at AlaraApothecary was the statement by the BA spokesman which said that the plane had experienced some ‘technical issues.‘ Below is a photo of the plane:
Now, is it just us? At what point does a ‘technical issue’ become, oh say – a catastrophe, a disaster, a debacle, a travesty, a fiasco? Well, if the windows have melted, the cabin is on fire and the air stewards are screaming ‘Get out, get out’, technical issue is well behind you. So, maximum kudos to the insouciant BA spokesman – Master of understatement extraordinaire. As far as we’re concerned, he’s already won the Spokesman of the Year trophy, and it’s only September. Be careful out there.
Classical gems
Latest gem from Rick Stein while he was filming in Laconia, Greece. The word laconic comes from the taciturnity attributed to the people from that region. He retells the story of Philip II of Macedon threatening to invade and destroy Sparta after invading Greece. He sends a message to the leaders in Laconia saying,’If I invade Laconia, it will be destroyed never to rise again’. The Spartans replied with a one-word message ‘If’. He never invaded Laconia. I really must read Herodotus again. If you’ve never encountered this master historian and teller of tall tales, I urge you to rectify that error ASAP. He’s a hoot. I love that story. It almost overthrows my favourite example of a pithy message which is that sent by General Napier after he disobeyed orders and occupied Maini in the Sindh region of India. He sent a message home saying ‘Peccavi’. If you are not a latin-mass attending Roman Catholic, you need to do some research to find out why it’s such a good message.
Battlefield stories are full of these yarns. It is sometimes difficult to reconcile the indomitability of the human spirit with the agony and horrors that we are capable of. Deploring man’s warlike nature does not seem to have any effect on our behaviour. Of course, there will always come a time when we have to fight for our beliefs, in micro or in macro, with physical weapons or not. It brings to mind the old Chinese curse,’May you live in interesting times’.
Gallows humour is nothing new. One of my favourite stories is told about the US Commander Chesty Puller during the Korean War. Finding themselves outflanked by the Chinese army in the Battle of Chosin Reservoir, he said,’We’ve been looking for the enemy for some time now. We’ve finally found him. We’re surrounded. That simplifies things. Great. Now we can shoot at those bastards from every direction’. Talk about accentuating the positive. To all the warriors out there, no matter what your circumstances are – never bow down and never give in.
I leave you with another story about the Spartans. Their main meals consisted of a stew called Melas Zomos ( black broth). This gastronomic delicacy was made from pig blood, pig legs, salt and vinegar, and nothing else. Hmmmmm. Apparently the addition of vinegar was considered to be a sissy step too far, but it was included to stop the blood from clotting. That fact alone is wrong on so many levels. There’s an apocryphal story about a traveller from Sybaris (source of the word ‘sybarite’.The people from Sybaris loved their pleasures). After tasting Melas Zomos, presumably at spear-point, he said ‘No wonder the Spartans do not fear death. ‘
Dinner purgatory
We’ve all been there– there’s a snazzy new restaurant in town. You read about it in just about every newspaper and blog. You’ve finally managed to snag a table at 5.30pm (because ‘Madam we have no tables free after 6pm until the next millennium’). You can’t search the menu online because the dishes are prepared by artisans who decide what to cook depending on the phases of the moon.Come the fateful day, you get all gussied up and skip all the way to the restaurant.
An hour and a half later, you are £150 poorer and starving to death (Madam, we will need the table by 7pm at the latest for the next seating cycle. No, I’m sorry you can’t sit at the bar). You are shaking with hypoglycaemia and your vision is blurred. You then do what you ought to have done all along–search Google for the nearest branch of Patty&Bun/Shake Shack/BurgerKing/KFC. (Delete according to level of desperation).
This excellent menu above is provided courtesy of my friend Sarah who can always be relied on for good stuff. Take it everywhere lest your dinner become a cautionary tale. If you find more than 3 items that remind you of this menu, fake an attack of botulism and get out of Dodge. In the meantime, here are some dishes providing actual sustenance (Recipes at Design Sponge blog)