On the face of it, Santiago’s marketing has done them few favours. You could almost hear people choking on their morcilla de Burgos at their initial claim to be the ‘only place in Cardiff to experience an authentic Spanish dining experience‘. That’s a stout boast, especially in this resturant ecosystem. The cut and paste likes Read More
I don’t like people telling me what to have for dinner. Anticipating the menu is half the fun, a few minutes of weighing the claims of each dish, making those decisions, playing them off against one another in your head. Delaying the pleasure: an act of culinary foreplay. A well written menu seduces. A ‘large Read More
Settle in- this might take a while. but it’s worth trying to do it justice. I have even included a little game to help keep boredom at bay. Don’t say I’m not good to you. ‘Forever’. ‘Eternal. ‘Never ending’. We are in love with the language of falling in love, aren’t we? We ladle on Read More
‘For everything (Turn, turn, turn) There is a season (Turn, turn, turn) And a time to every purpose Under heaven… A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap…’ There’s a whole series of blog posts to be written on the music on restaurants, and the way Read More
Souvlike joins Maria’s and Hellenic Eatery in serving up a good value menu. The success of street food stars Meat & Greek– always one of the busiest queues at any street food event since they started up almost five years ago- now means you can’t move for decent Greek food in Cardiff. We are not Read More
I love writing about places like this. True, no one is forcing any blogger to share their opinions, but there are times you can’t wait to start writing a place up. When your enthusiasm is unforced, hopefully infectious, because you’ve done that most basic of things: find somewhere you want to share. The Bookshop is 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.