For the second year in a row I have been invited to one of the most prestigious events in Zurich; the Piaget Polo Open 2015. More sophisticated characters may question the reasoning for the invitation to such an illustrious group. Me? I do not care for one second if I got the invitation by mistake or not, I just look forward to a fun afternoon with a delicious catering, action on the field and free food.

There are two types of restaurants: The ones you visit for the food and the ones that you need to see for its special interior design. And if both criteria are met then it becomes one of those memorable evenings.

Long before Kevin Spacey had a card up his sleeve, he made seven people suffer for their sins. Although I plead guilty to most of them my favourite one may be gluttony.

What do you do when you have tasted every possible Gin on the market? Usually you enroll into a rehab clinic and share a room with Charlie Sheen or even better;  you produce your own Gin and try to sell it to Mr. Tiger Blood and his pals.

 

In a world where people tag photos of a candy bar from Walmart with hastags such as  #foodporn and #foodgasm it is difficult to find a new expression to explain what was going on in my mouth during the dinner at Ohka.

I love street food. Almost everybody does and after this weekend there is no denying it: Zurich needs urgently a permanent Food Market. How else can you explain a million people standing in line for hours to get a bite of a wagyu beef bun or some truffle popcorn?

Although Punta del Este is widely known for its exuberant lifestyle and the number of restaurants easily matches the number of yachts in the port, it is always a challenge to find a hidden gem in such a sparkling environment.