An evening get-together with other local blogging types- take a bow, The Little Nomad, The Jady Brunch, The Rare Welsh Bit and Explore With Ed- with complimentary cocktails and free food. It’s a dirty job, etc etc. Hell, if a man who has cooked for Springsteen wants to cook for me, I won’t put up Read More
Anand George’s new lunchtime menu venture puts his recent foray into street food front and centre. Fresh from feeding the Street Food Circus hordes- up to 200 servings a (frenzied) hour, apparently- lunchtimes now see the concept extended to an in-house setting. What’s on offer is not limited to their SFC menu. Within the familiar Read More
I was feeling like a stranger in a strange land. Like a Fallout vault dweller, blinking their way into a new world… Cards on table, especially if you’re not a regular reader: I love my meat. There’s a fair chance I’d love yours, too. Those sticky bits in the tray after a lamb roast? Those Read More
The former Kitty Flynn’s on the junction of Caroline St and St Mary St has recently undergone a two-month makeover. Goodbye, walls of that indeterminate shade known as ‘Ancient Pub Yellow’. Farewell, dingy ceilings. Welcome, exposed brickwork, chalk boards, hanging lighbulbs. This is Brains’ showcase for the Craft label arm of the operation. A break Read More
What is the meaning of human existence ? Is there life after death? What can we really know? What is love?  From the beginnings of civilisation such questions have been the life’s work of our finest minds, our greatest philosophers and poets. Descartes. Wittgenstein. Nietszche. Haddaway. To these, we must add a thorny issue question to tax Read More
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
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.Â
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.Â
From mezze to Michelin ‘fine dining’ and all points in between.Â