Bristol . Restaurants in England
The Ox, Corn St, Bristol
On September 13, 2015 by The Plate Licked CleanAs far as hiding your light under a bushel goes, The Ox takes some beating in the self-effacement stakes. Lurking beneath a Wetherspoons in Bristol’s historically grand Corn St, with only a nameless brass plate above the door, you descend spiralling marble steps to enter a kind of subterranean gloom which makes decent photographs impossible
London . Restaurants in England
Honest Burgers, Brixton Market, London
On August 23, 2015 by The Plate Licked CleanYou could lose hours in Brixton Village. A bustling, gaudy microcosm of London, with flags familiar and unfamiliar draped from the roof, and stalls with baskets piled high with fascinating produce from near and far, people from every corner milling around. It thrums with life and seems custom-built to give a Daily Mail reader an
London . Restaurants in England
Bao, Soho, London
On August 9, 2015 by The Plate Licked CleanAnd now it’s morning there’s only one place we can go. It’s around the corner in Soho where other broken people go. Let’s go… For ‘broken’, read ‘damp’… Since last summer, not a week has gone by that I haven’t thought of this food. It was a highlight of a visit to KERB at the South Bank
London . Restaurants in England
Patty & Bun, London
On July 27, 2015 by The Plate Licked CleanPatty and Bun have three locations in London- W1, Hackney and Liverpool St- and have garnered considerable acclaim, regularly cropping up in ‘London’s Best’ polls. They’ve been on ‘the list’ for a while, so we were fortunate to grab a table after a wait of only a few minutes. Apparently that puts us squarely in
Hereford . Restaurants in England
The Beefy Boys – The Wellington, Hereford pop-up
On March 12, 2015 by The Plate Licked CleanFor some reason I’ve been thinking about Frankie Howerd today, so in best Lurcio style: THE PROLOGUE. If news of The Beefy Boys’ imminent arrival in Cardiff doesn’t quicken your pulse, gladden your heart and put a spring in your whatnot, you might well consider dialling for an ambulance. Now. To borrow a sporting metaphor
Hereford . Restaurants in England
The Beefy Boys: the best burger you’ve never tasted?
On November 9, 2014 by The Plate Licked CleanHereford has always loomed large in my memory. It was here we went when I was -what? seven?- to stay at a house belonging to friends of the family. Or their parents, anyway. ‘House’ doesn’t really do it justice, though: it had its own stretch of river, its own tennis courts, even its own croquet
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.