I think a doorway, especially a doorway and nothing but a doorway denotes mystery don't you? Make it a black doorway in a quiet (if that's not a misnomer) area of Soho, and Lemmy was straight into Poirot mode. Ze little grey cells, as well as in her case the gnashing teeth, were in full … Continue reading Review: Blacklock, Soho-They say you should have an AGA…. they’re right, but not in the way you think!
Having just returned from an all too brief five day sojourn to our beloved Isle, I had to pop on an updated review of our favourite pub and restaurant, gorgeous location, gorgeous place and, especially, gorgeous people. It's in my newly created Lockdown Latin list of Italian restaurants I love and that remind me of … Continue reading Review: Bonchurch Inn, Bonchurch, Isle of Wight.
If you read my previous post you'll know we headed out on the 4th of July for our first post lockdown meal. This is about the food and the experience not the lockdown aspects. I'm sure you've guessed we went for Italian. At a place we know and trust, Grazie on the corner of Leopold … Continue reading Review: Grazie…No Really… GRAZIE!!!!!
Definitely. This is a friend of mine who's the Pizzaiolo at a fantastic little restaurant in Minori called La Botte. He stands in front of a 450 degree Centigrade oven all day and night making pizze. In summer the outside temperature is over 35 degrees Centigrade. To do that you've got to have passion. I … Continue reading Does Pizza = Passion? It Does in My Book!
We all know that, in all honesty, the finest way to eat Fish'n'Chips is to eat them out of the paper (sadly not newspaper any more) and definitely not out of one of those poncy, square boxes with Fish'n'Chips written on the top (why write Fish'n'Chips on the top? I KNOW what I've bloody well … Continue reading Review: Rennards, Scarborough – Because Sometimes You Just CAN’T Eat Them Out of the Paper
Lemmy decided we needed a post Christmas break. What with all the feasting, fornicating and farting we pagans do around Yule, it's most welcome. A nice chillax, only a quarter moon so no worries about her dragging a mangled corpse into the hotel room in the middle of the night. Bliss. Portugal, its Algarve region … Continue reading Review: Seasons, Sao Rafael, Albufeira – A Classic Example of Never Judging a Book by its Cover.
Head up Abbeydale Road in Sheffield, around the old Picture Palace and blink at the wrong moment and you'll be past Apna Lahore and maybe non the wiser, and that would be a crying shame if you consider yourself a lover of true sub continent food. I'm on a mission here to change that. From … Continue reading Review: Apna Lahore – If Carlsberg did Asian Food….
My Gran taught me to cook. Oh my mum added bits, I worked in a 2 AA Rosette kitchen; appeared on Masterchef and ran my own gastropub for seven years but my Gran taught me to cook. Both my parents worked so, as was the way back in the late 60s and early 70s, I … Continue reading Leg Meyt, Tayters and a Crust – A Winter’s Tale of Me and a Pie.
It's been a while since we visited No Name, a quirky little twenty cover, at an absolute push if you've got a Schwarzenegger with a shoehorn at the door, place in the fashionable Crookes area of Sheffield. Small in size it may be, but definitely not on flavour as I wrote about after our first … Continue reading Review: No Name – The Food Plays its Own Symphony..No Help Needed!
Since I wrote my original (in more ways than one) post about Yorkshire Puddings back in 2017, I've broken my own golden rule and done a bit of thinking around the great, much maligned Yorkshire Pudding. Partly off the back of the ridiculous Yorkshire Pudding cook off on Yorkshire Day this year when the beards … Continue reading Yorkshire Puddings….I may have been Wrong!