You. Yes, you. You’re glossy of mane, resolute of purpose and firm of thigh; you know your bĂ©arnaise from your bolognese (or your Bovril, for that matter). You know that cutting thick tranches from a cauliflower doesn’t justify calling them ‘steaks’. You know that serving small portions of assorted world cuisines doesnt equal ‘tapas’. You Read More
Yawn. Not another burger bar, goes the conventional wisdom, although no-one seems to mither on when there are twelve humdrum Indian restaurants and fourteen identikit Chinese takeaways in the same postcode, let alone the proliferation of pizzas. A new burger place seems to rouse the ire, somehow. A burger joint with a new angle is Read More
Yes, I know I don’t post much home cooking stuff on this thing. And yes, I’m conscious of the fact the pun in the title filches the name of the now-closed place on Baldwin St in Bristol. But I’ve been borderline obsessed with gua bao since meeting them at KERB in 2013- specifically, the tiny-but-punching-way-above-its-weight Read More
Wally’s is a Cardiff fixture, a tradition. More than that, it’s a symbol of what can be great about Britain. That might seem a grand claim. Bear with me. The facts of the eponymous founder’s life are well known; how his father Ignatz, seeing the dark threat of fascism- and specifically the spectre of a violent, institutionalised Read More
Apparently one or two regular readers of these meanderings are both keen ‘smokers’ and fans of Hang Fire. If they’ve stuck with this blog for this long (and yes, I know we all hoped we’d have found something better to do with our lives by this point), they might actually find something useful on this Read More
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