In the bag

In my bag

So from creepily cornstalking other blogs for the last 6 years, I get that a ‘What’s in My Bag’ post is kinda a rite of passage. A banal one, but it was an excellent excuse to take stock of my tote-contents, clear out a heap of flapjack crumbs (feeding a family of chaffinches in the process) and reassess whether housing a school of soysauce fish is really that necessary (answer: yes).

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Bless you Itsu

Oxford isn’t known as a foodie destination. My guess is that it lacks on the Amazing Eats front because it’s (a) a pretty small place and (b) filled with people so cerebral that their minds don’t descend to lowly ruminations about food. You know, those strange people who just ‘forget to have lunch’ because they’re too busy thinking about subatomic particle dynamics, or go to a restaurant and order baked chicken because they ‘don’t really care about eating’.

That’s definitely not me. I’m not an intrepid gourmand or anything, but I do think about food, like, all the time. EVOO and artisan bread are my friends.

So because Oxford has put on such a disappointing show of English foodstuffs (hopes of raving in a semi-sexual Nigella voice about blistering gammon, hen ale pie, treacle tart and gorgeous jammy flapjacks were quickly dashed), I don’t feel bad for posting about Japanese cheap-eats.


Ah Itsu. With your clean fitout, hot-pink dappled décor, and Cali-cum-Japanese vibe, you had me at hello. Continue reading