SUPERMARKET, AGAIN

How often do you go shopping with a short list and end up buying a lot of stuff that has nothing to do with what you really need?

Picture: Anthony Albright

Passing in front of all that coloured-packaged food, I feel as if I really have to buy almost everything. Supermarkets seem to be made for people to get lost and waste a lot of precious time walking confusedly among the shelves.

One of the things that I’ve liked the most since I’d fled the nest is going to the shop. Finally I could decide what to eat and how to organize my meals – even if I couldn’t bother cooking for myself. Anyway.

Supermarkets have the power to fascinate customers with all those products, the plain voice of the speaker – always calling someone of the staff to the cashiers – the noise and the breeze coming from the big fridges, the sections of food, the buy-one-get-one-free offers…

Even if at first I didn’t mind spending half an hour in that attractive new place, now I feel I really have enough of it. And I’m not the only one, I guess.

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FROM THE ORGANIC FARM TO THE TOWN

The shop-restaurant from the outside

An enticing perfume welcomed us as we approached the tables outside Daylesford in Pimlico road: at first, it was hard to say if it was a shop, a grocery store, a bar or a restaurant.

We arrived very hungry on Saturday for a late lunch and were still confused by the large fridges and vegetables display racks in front of the main door, when we luckily found a place for two, sharing a big table with other people.

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EXCITING JAZZ AND TASTY FOOD AT THE 606 CLUB

Cosy atmosphere, inspiring live music, refined dishes and selected wine: this is the 606 Jazz Club.

Popular among the Jazz lovers, it’s situated in the basement of an old brick building in 90 Lots road, close to the Imperial Wharf overground station: quite difficult to find it, as there’s no signal outside. It’s a place for connoisseurs.

We went there on Thursday at nine, just in time for the one band concert of that evening: Tim and the Whitehead Quartet. We rang a doorbell and a waiter came upstairs to open a big black door gate and let us in.

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