Been hanging out with brilliant team Bodyism – as much for the food chat as the squats they force me to do. A visit always inspires me to back away from the crisps, put the cork back into the rioja and stop at the eighth square of Green & Blacks toasted hazelnut chocolate instead of wolfing down the whole thing (kidding James, I meditated instead, like you said, honest).
One of the best things about the Bodyism’s Lee Mullins is that along with his passion for disco lunges he is obsessed, yes obsessed – even more obsessed than me – with food. He doesn’t drink alcohol, he doesn’t eat junk or sugar or crave bread and butter (don’t raid the bread basket when you’re out for dinner with Lee unless you want him to kick you under the table). Which should in theory make him sanctimonious and smug. But it doesn’t. He has exquisite taste, he knows every one of the the best restaurants in town – and can tell you exactly what to order from the menu, in detail, at length, down to cooking instructions. And I don’t mean only in London, but in NYC, LA and Oz too. He’s a bit like a culinary rain man. And it’s all done with the best possible humour.
Here is a lunch Lee introduced me to: Malaysian chicken skewers (only £1.99, bargain, unlike the rest of the places Lee recommends #secondmortgage) at the Wholefoods deli…
Lee eats them for breakfast; I save the curry breath for the post-lunch crowd.