There is nothing I love more on this blog than telling you about small businesses with imagination and inspiration, places which epitomise the independent spirit. So I suppose the easiest way to tell you how much I enjoyed Clay’s food is this: they sent me a huge box of samples last month. It took us Read More
It’s safe to say RomEat, a tiny, brand new business, hasn’t picked the easiest time to open. I hope they do well. Very well. It’s owned by young couple Matteo and Sabrina, who have seen an opportunity to bring their Italian street food to Roath. It’s an area they know very well, with chef Matteo Read More
The demand for Kapow deliveries is already the stuff of local legend. I may be exaggerating. But not by much. Theirs is a mischievously old school approach. The ribline goes live at 7pm: within an hour they are sold out. Reports of 50, 60, 70 and more attempts on the night are not uncommon: over Read More
It’s not without its advantages, this having to cook at home thing. No parking fees, no reservations, no having to don my branded blogger mankini (coming soon to the inevitable merch store) or my influencer salopettes for this. Just drag my carcass into the kitchen for a bit, muck about with someone else having done Read More
Uisce, small but perfectly formed, has always impressed. If you like handles like ‘best’ or ‘elite’ then this sits comfortably within that group, that small coterie of Cardiff places which attract unanimous high praise and loyalty. I’m no exception: I loved it the minute I tried it. This, though, is their first night’s reopening, and Read More
This was never going to be just about the food, was it? The first meal ‘out’, I mean. Whether your it’s the resumption of the school run, queuing hours for a McDonald’s (or laughing at those who do, while lining up for our £4 sourdough), we all need our little dose of normality. Those comforting Read More
This blog is a very simple thing.
I won’t try to sell you any hand lotion, exercise programmes, coffee syrups or Patagonian nose flutes. You won’t find tips on dating, ‘wellness’ or yoga mats.
I write because I love it (and food, as indicated by my increasing girth). Greed happens to be my Deadly Sin of choice, but at least it is never shy of providing me with subject matter.
A simple thing, then: all you get is me wittering on semi-coherently about places I’ve eaten at; hence a ‘restaurant blog’ rather than a ‘food blog’, although there are a few recipes scattered throughout.
From mezze to Michelin ‘fine dining’ and all points in between.