The Castle, Riverside, Cardiff: Yemeni restaurant review
On October 3, 2026 by The Plate Licked CleanBy now, you should know your mandi from your madhgout, your maraq from your mulawah, even your foul from your fahsa. Don’t worry if you’re not yet fully up to speed, though, because The Castle is here to help. Newly opened at the top of Neville Street, opposite St Davids hospital- as Cardiff landmarks go,
Om’s Cariad Curry, Grangetown
On August 30, 2026 by The Plate Licked CleanHow long have I had ties to Grangetown? A while now. It has been four years plus that I’ve been banging the drum for eating here, but it goes way back. Longer than I thought: long enough, apparently, to have my dinner this week cooked by someone I taught in primary school. I almost feel
3 Souls in a Bowl, The Source, Hastings: review
On August 20, 2026 by The Plate Licked CleanSomehow, it seems a very Hastings thing to answer the question, ‘What shall we do with that disused subterranean Victorian swimming bath complex on the seafront?’ with ‘Why, turn it into the world’s biggest underground skatepark, of course! And while you’re at it, why don’t we have a clutch of places to eat and drink
Farrouj Syrian restaurant, City Road, Cardiff
On July 5, 2026 by The Plate Licked Clean
BAYTE, St Leonards: review
On April 16, 2026 by The Plate Licked CleanSomeone very precious to me has an annual ritual she holds dear. On her late father’s birthday, she books a table at a restaurant he would have enjoyed, opens a bottle of his favourite wine, and celebrates a life done too soon. It’s not mournful or maudlin. It’s a time for memories which comfort and
Tonkotsu Ramen Bar, Cardiff City centre: review
On March 28, 2026 by The Plate Licked CleanIt’s Thursday afternoon and a World Cup qualifier: in a few hours Welsh hearts will be broken in the cruellest fashion, but surely that’s to be expected if you have to play both Bosnia and Herzegovina, goes the old gag. Hardly seems fair, does it, little old Wales taking on two at once, but it
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