Things didn’t go smoothly, exactly, at The Cauldron. They had managed to overlook the email I had sent them a couple of days before our arrival, so were unprepared for our little girl to accompany us. Consequently the available table was cramped, uncomfortably positioned, rickety and my back was at the mercy of a door Read More
Meandering country lanes? Check. Dog bowl on the floor? Check. ‘Bob’s eggs, £1’ from a few doors up, next to an honesty box on the bar? Check. A pre-starter of hot, sour lobster soup from a stock of real depth and character, punchy with Thai flavours? Homemade bread, homemade butter, a rich canary yellow? A Read More
So after a break, we are back- for a blogger who doesn’t blog is of scant use to anyone- with ‘simple but interesting food’ from Root at Wapping Wharf. It’s a ‘small plates which appear as and when’ deal here, in this renovated shipping container on the upper level of the box park on Bristol Read More
And so to Liverpool. I fell in love with this city many years ago, with its pride and its humour and its grit and its grandeur, its resilience, its defiance in the face of governmental neglect and southern disdain. In England, but certainly Scouse before ‘English’. It gets under your skin, this place. This is Read More
Bellita is the younger sister of Bristol stalwart Bell’s Diner and sits squarely in the ‘throw a stick and hit somewhere good to eat’ enclave of Cotham Hill. The name works on a personal level, too: it’s what my four year old used to call my mother, her first approximation of ‘Abuelita‘, which I take Read More
There was a time, and it doesn’t feel so very long ago, when Cardiff was a craft beer desert. City-wide, It Was Brains You Wanted; and even if you didn’t, alternatives were usually uninspiring. Now, of course, everyone knows their Cloudwater from Carling and Beavertown from their Bud, and we all bore on about our Read More