Tag: Dubai
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The Banyan Tree, Dubai – A Rare Case of Style and Substance
The luxury hotel game is a tough one. It’s like trying to stay fashionable while married to someone who buys you trousers for Christmas from John Lewis. Keeping luxurious is no mean feat. Fashions and trends change faster than a Love Island contestant’s moral compass. And the second you so much as unlock your automatic…
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Gohan Dubai – Japanese Joy with a Side of Marital Discord
It came to my attention—because everything comes to my attention, particularly if it relates to food or travel or the steady erosion of my sanity—that in the ritualistic nightly conversation of “Where shall we go for dinner?”, there exists a subtle, psychological warfare between myself and the current Mrs Travel Critic (aka my long-suffering wife…
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BrewDog Dubai; Pints, Palms and Punk IPA in the Desert
The joys of international travel, we are told, lie in the chance to immerse oneself in other cultures: to haggle for spices in a sun-bleached souk, to ride a camel over sand dunes at sunset, to hear the haunting call to prayer echo off the minarets of an ancient city as you sip mint tea…
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La Cantine at The Delano – A Lifestyle Destination (Whatever That Means)
There’s a category of modern establishment that sets off the klaxon in my head before I’ve even seen the menu. You know the sort: places described not as restaurants or bars, but as “lifestyle destinations.” La Cantine bills itself as “a vibrant all-encompassing lifestyle destination with Mediterranean dining.” Which, translated from the marketing guff, means:…
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Demon Duck Dubai: Ducking Hell – A Tale of Culinary Regret
I didn’t have the duck. Let me just get that out of the way before we go any further. I went to a restaurant called Demon Duck and I didn’t order the duck. What was I thinking? I love duck. I’ve always loved duck. Crispy duck pancakes, duck à l’orange, duck confit, duck fat potatoes,…
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