Namaste Kitchen’s Jubilee Menu

No matter what dizzy heights our ‘tropical’ weather might reach over the Diamond Jubilee Bank Holiday, a dollop of congealed Coronation chicken’s about as exotic as it’ll get at most of Queenie’s street parties. Do your tastebuds a favour, then, and skip the alfresco free-for-all in favour of Namaaste Kitchen’s Jubilee menu. They’ll even chuck in a patriotic Union Jack napkin.

The Guinea Grill Jubilee ‘No Menu’

60 years is a long time, just ask the Queen, and to celebrate the Guinea is putting on the menu they served all those years ago, the ‘no menu’ for diners booking on any Friday and Saturday evening in June. You roll up, sit down and get Scottish smoked salmon, a choice of Aberdeenshire sirloin cut, originally hanging in the pub but now safe in a glass fridge, and cooked on a grill right by the door.

Ecogrill. Grill your BBQ, save the planet

Performance wise the ecogrill was very easy to get going, was ready to cook on within half an hour of lighting and was hot enough to cook on for at least couple of hours, which is a big improvement on the traditional, flash in the pan, disposable affairs.

Chef Manjit Gill brings Bukhara to London

I can’t stand the heat, but there’s no way I’m getting out of this particular kitchen. Not when Bukhara’s head chef JP Singh is busy threading mammoth prawns intricately onto five-foot skewers, and Manjit Gill himself is explaining the finer points of controlling fierce tandoor temperatures.

Lamb Loin and Savoury Marshmallow served with a Chocolate Port Sauce

Inspired by a snack from Anderson’s childhood in America, the s’more – a campfire treat made by sandwiching toasted marshmallows between two biscuits with a piece of chocolate – the ‘Around the World on One Plate’ recipe is a savoury interpretation of this snack and features a savoury marshmallow on a biltong twig, served with loin of lamb and dressed with a rich chocolate and port sauce.

The Blacksmith & The Toffeemaker

‘Down here in London we love spilling out of our new media jobs and into the pub for a few beers of a weeknight. Wads of cash sear clean through the pockets of our trousers and the pub is a triffic place to get rid of them at weekends while nurturing our transient London-based friendships.’ Has William been on the Bitter?

Sausage by Nichola Fletcher

We Brits tend to think we invented sausages, or at least have the patent, although back in the days before we all became primly PC we used ‘sausage eater’ as a term of abuse when facing another football defeat at the hands of the master race. Of course their sausages weren’t as good as ours, much wurst in fact.