Regrets, I have a few. And one of them is that I only managed to haul my ass over to Colindale three times before the mighty Oriental City was felled by developers. Our affair was brief but intense. For instance, I immediately fell for Utsuwa No Yakata , the wondrous Japanese porcelain purveyor. The vast Oriental City supermarket was the stuff of dreams - Thai, Japanese, Chinese, Filipino, Indonesian, Malaysian, Korean, Indian, Vietnamese, fresh, frozen and dried - you name it, they had it. I even managed to get fresh mentaiko there. I adored the Durian Centre with its durian shaped menus (even if it was never blimming open), the shonky Sanrio Shop, the tiny Japanese household goods shop, and the crummy little Sega Arcade. But ye gods, it was truly love at first sight when my eyes fell upon the Oriental City Food Court . From roti canai to ramen , via dimsum and som tam , through to pho and sushi, all washed down with fruity smoothies and ice kachang , every Asian and Oriental cuis...