I went to a Greek restaurant last night. Terrible food, but smashing plates. And now the drearily predictable joke is out of the way, on to the meat of the thing. There’s a compelling argument to be made that Cardiff finally got street food one afternoon last Summer. The flurry of events last year featured Read More
We all enjoy a game of Bullsh*t Bingo, don’t we? Those interminable in-work meetings during which your last hope of clinging to sanity resides in ticking off those clichés as they dribble like effluent from the highest-paid person in the room. You sit, buttock-clenched, checking off those old ‘favourites’. Moving forward from. Drilling down into. You’ll have Read More
As birthday presents go, this year’s was a bit of a bobby dazzler. I am notoriously difficult to buy for- if I like something I’ll buy it myself, which makes surprising me with a gift a bit of a challenge. Birthdays and Christmases roll around and my family groans. Inwardly, most of the time, which Read More
Anyone running the rule over Tripadvisor recently could be forgiven for thinking Italian food in Cardiff is enjoying something of a revival. Three of the top four slots are occupied thus: city centre favourite Cafe Citta at four, overtaken by recently reviewed- and very good- Il Pastificio on Wellfield Road. The runner-up for the entire Read More
Like a phoenix from the ashes… Chai Street in its original incarnation was a bold move. A new concept, an intriguing new direction for the trailblazing Mint and Mustard under Anand George. It quickly became a firm favourite with many, but things changed and the decision was taken to expand Mint and Mustard into Chai Read More
‘Fusion’ is still a thing, isn’t it? I ask only because there have been a few sightings locally of unlikely culinary marriages, of cuisines you wouldn’t normally associate. The most intriguing of these is a recent opening in Splott, with its head-spinning offer of Hungarian, Indian and peri-peri chicken all across the same threshold. Perhaps 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.