It’s the lamb which makes you sit back with a happy sigh. That sultry tangle of braised shoulder, irreproachably tender, is aromatic. Sumptuous. It tells you you’re in the right place, at the right time, with the right order. It is, by any criteria worth using, an absolute minx of a thing. But then so Read More
‘The Flora? Seriously? Are you sure? The…Flora..?’ Less than two years ago that was a common reaction, chiefly from Cardiff University graduates who knew the Cathays pub in their pomp. You couldn’t blame them, I suppose. Now, though? Things have changed. A new direction. It’s a decision which seems more and more inspired as the Read More
‘It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a person in possession of a good pint, must be in want of a proper pie.’ I think that’s how it goes, anyway. The Albion was already well established as a Hastings pub when Jane Austen published Pride and Prejudice in 1813. Slightly more recently, I was brought Read More
‘Please allow me to introduce myself/I’m a man of wealth and taste…’ preens Mick Jagger as the Orchard Road table fills with bowls and bamboo steamers. Well, he’s half right, I think as I congratulate myself on coming here for the third time in as many weeks. Clearly, I’m in need of some restraint: but Read More
