(Third in a series of bits from a road trip in summer 2018. The prelude is here; here’s Part One; and Part Two.) Day three: and further into the hot, arid heart of Spain. Today’s mission: we come in search of lechazo. Those three tripping syllables have represented a kind of meaty magic for decades:Read More
‘And now, we are going ….wider!’ says David, our server and four-time veteran of the Pilgrim’s Way, the Camino de Santiago. That’s a journey which takes some dedication, a commitment to purpose : no wonder he feels so at home here, in this temple to slow food. Dedication, it is obvious, is at the heart ofRead More
This post is one of a series from a road trip I took summer 2018. For the introduction, read this. ‘Lo sencillo es tan sencillo, tan sencillo, que es complicado.’ We leave Bilbao far behind and head west for a couple of hours along the Cantabrian coast, into the green of Asturias. We skirt theRead More
This is a standalone introduction to five or six planned posts from our recent road trip across Spain. Think of it as background colour. Maybe it’s my time of life. Maybe it’s this entire Brexit farrago: but recently I have been reflecting on what it means to be the son of a European immigrant. AndRead More
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.