Vom Fass

Love love LOVE this store! The range of fruity balsamic vinegars and the flavoured vodkas which you can sample first is amazing! I first saw this shop on holiday in Brugge and was delighted when I saw one in the UK!
I recommend the cherry vodka or the limoncello. Also the pomegranite balsamic is to die for!

I was literally struck down with fascination when I was accidently browsing through this place while I had just finished with my Yo Sushi! lunch.
The place was piled up with bottles and bottles and some more bottles and I find it funny saying this, but those ‘bottles’ were the cause of my fascination! Now, why would bottles fascinate someone?
Reasons when the world could find bottles interesting:
–There are tons of them in every possible shape and colour and there are again choices of opaque, transclucent, transparent
— They then filled with different liquids, whatever you may fancy. Mainly alcohol, liquer, oils
— Then words of you are engraved on it
— Finished with a pretty ribbon
— They now represent the epitome of a perfect personalised gift
— You start loving bottles like never before
Now coming back to Vom fass, the bottles can be filled with even vinegar and different oils making it the right thing if your friend loves cooking. Other than that the pink vodka and of course the Gold Cuvee are the popular choices.
Its a wonderful gift shop and the art of personalisation is learnt thoroughly. If you’re looking for a special start to that special moment, start here.

Rather like my issue with Magma, although this one doesn’t involve Mike Myers, I struggle with the name. I do. I giggle like a schoolgirl, although a tad more subdued this time. Why? Vom. Come on, think about it, VOM! People vom when they’ve had too much tequila or a pâté that doesn’t agree with them. Projectile vom. Brightly coloured vom. I’ll stop now in case you’re eating something, but adding a ‘fass’ to the end of the name just makes it seem all the funnier.
I’ve got a weird sense of humour, haven’t I. Only the other day I was doubled over in hysterics at the obese amusingly clothed cat in Anger Management.
Back to Vom Fass (snark) now, and it might actually be useful for me to tell you a little about it. This is the perfect place if you want that special little gift for the food enthusiast in your life, the ones who can knock gourmet meals out of the simplest of ingredients. We all have one in our lives, mine is my sis-in-law’s husband. There are cooking oils aplenty, every kind you can think of in fact. If like me you’ve been stuck for ingredients after browsing through the Wagamama cookbook or something, this is where to get those nut oils and rice vinegars and what-​not. But if you’re feeling less creative and more celebratory, there’s BOOZE! (To be said in Richard E Grant’s voice à la Withnail and I.) Creamy liqueurs such as chocolate, tiramisu and truffle, fruity numbers with cinnamon or marzipan flavourings, and actual varieties of amaretto. VARIETIES.
Oh dear lord. That doesn’t bode well for me.
Located conveniently in Selfridges Food Hall, it fits in with its lavish surroundings by offering unusual items like grappa (which I hear is pure amazement in a bottle) and that naughty champers Gold Cuvee in a variety of flavours. If you want to surprise one of the affluents in your life with something different, it might be best to treat them here. Just save up all year like I’m doing, otherwise you could go into cardiac arrest when looking at the pricetags.