Cardiff Market and food have always been inseparable. The late-Victorian building, built on the former site of Cardiff gaol- the gallows were near the St Mary St entrance- opened in 1891, and for some it has been their home for the duration. Others, like butchers JT Morgan, predate even that, trading on the site whenRead More
Some things swell in the memory, fed by imagination or by sheer force of will. In 1543 (no, really, stay with me on this) Protestant theologian John Calvin remarked- in a snide dig at the credulity of his Roman Catholic counterparts- that there were so many pieces of wood scattered throughout Europe which purported toRead More
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.