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Some subjects are guaranteed to provoke a thunderous eye roll in any food discussion right now. Instagrammers touting themselves for ‘collabs’ before they’ve proved they have an opinion worth a damn?Always a front runner. The perceived dubious use of crowdfunding? Certainly. Claims of ‘authenticity’? That’s a slippery beast at the best of times, a loaded Read More
If Dante Alighieri imagined Hell’s gates with the inscription ‘Abandon all hope, ye who enter here‘ – and as a mission statement that takes some beating- then what happier slogan should you find at The Grange? After a series of heartily satisfying meals here on Grangetown, it’s tempting to imagine something which leaves you in Read More
Let me tell you a tale of fried chicken. I was in a good mood, the sort when someone stops you in Queen Street to tell you your hair looks good. And if it soon becomes obvious they’re trying to get me to sign up to something, you still have to take the wins where Read More
Is there any style of cooking represented in Cardiff with such breadth and range as Keralan? Probably not: arguably more than Spanish or Italian, or Thai, Chinese, French or Pakistani. In the last year alone you could eat it on trestle tables from small vendors’ cardboard trays, or have your pick of lavish multi-course tasting Read More
The South Kitchen is hiding in plain sight on Broadway. It probably doesnt look like your idea of a restaurant. It is easy to miss- I have passed it on foot so many times, and sometimes the front looks shuttered when the side entrance is open. But it’s certainly time you knew about it. The Read More
The cutlery at Harafs doesn’t have elegant lines and reassuring weight: it’s a jumble of odds and sods in a canteen style plastic tray. There’s no written menu either, and you’ll probably end up eating with your fingers- there’s a basin by the kitchen if that bothers you- and drinking your soup straight from the 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.Â
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.Â
From mezze to Michelin ‘fine dining’ and all points in between.Â