Lela London

By this point in the year, I had planned to be insufferable about terrace season. I was ready for linen, sunglasses indoors, cold wine at 4pm and the collective London delusion that if we all say “al fresco” enough, the weather will simply have to comply.... See more

There’s no two ways about it: matcha is everywhere. In gym bags, in offices, in cafés that once deemed it ‘too specialist’. In cans, powders, pods and lattes. In the intersection of several shifts that have been building for years (see: coffee fatigue, fu... See more

I’ve been eating out for a number of typical and not-so-typical reasons this month. One: work (obviously). Two: the increasingly niche London sport of getting people you love in the same room at the same time. Three: in the wake of grief, comfort. Though,... See more

I am no longer reassured by full restaurants. This is new for me. For years, a packed room felt like a kind of victory. From the outside, proof that the food was good, the staff sincere, and the atmosphere persuasive enough to pull me out of pyjamas and i... See more

When Colin Sapire helped popularise the personal blender with NutriBullet, the category barely existed. Of course, as we now know, the product’s success helped reshape kitchens and habits alike, turning smoothies, acai bowls and the like into something of... See more